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| Body | His ex-fiancée was single.<br /> <br /> She was back in Mount Laurel.<br /> <br /> And she’d asked Urban to dinner.<br /> <br /> Willow let out a soft, humorless laugh. High school really never did end. “I suggest you look into restaurants in Pittsburgh. Not sure even the country club is up to Miranda’s standards.”<br /> <br /> “I’m not going to dinner with her. I turned her down.”<br /> <br /> She took a tiny step back but he had her so twisted and turned around, she ended up pressed against the doorjamb. “Like I said, it doesn’t matter to me.”<br /> <br /> He watched her for a moment. Then he smiled. But this, this wasn’t one of his slow, lopsided grins. This smile wasn’t safe and familiar—it was new and knowing. It didn’t make her feel warm and fuzzy and safe—it made her skin feel too tight, her blood too warm. Had her muscles tense and ready to flee.<br /> <br /> She didn’t. She stood there, corner of the doorjamb digging into her spine, breath caught in her throat, heart racing.<br /> <br /> Tossing the clipboard aside, he stepped closer. His voice dropped to a husky, sexy note as he ducked his head and held her gaze. “Liar.”<br /> <br /> She bristled so hard, she was surprised the vibration of it didn’t shake the entire second floor.<br /> <br /> No one liked to be called a liar.<br /> <br /> Even if they were one.<br /> <br /> “Excuse me?” she asked in a tone guaranteed to shrink a lesser man.<br /> <br /> But instead of being cowed, or at the very least, sheepish, Urban’s grin turned sly and pleased.<br /> <br /> It was a good look on him.<br /> <br /> The b@st@rd.<br /> <br /> “It matters to you,” he said, soft and simple and certain. “What I do. Who I do it with.”<br /> <br /> Amazed at his arrogance and unnerved by his insight, she slowly shook her head. “Careful. Your ego’s showing.”<br /> <br /> “And since you seem confused,” he went on as if she hadn’t spoken, “let me make myself clear. I don’t want Miranda.”<br /> <br /> She swallowed to work some much-needed moisture back into her mouth. “Urban—”<br /> <br /> “I don’t want Miranda,” he repeated again, this time in a husky whisper that skimmed along Willow’s every nerve-ending. Had her skin tingling with awareness. The hair on her arms and nape of her neck rising in trepidation. “The only woman I want, the one woman I’ve always wanted, is you.”<br /> <br /> Holding On To Good - small town, friends to lovers romance with plenty of steam and swoon ❤️ <br /> <br /> <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fdp%2FB09SBV19QS&h=AT0aZZxmgDPY3IN0smdRTdO3jBIgMwreHfk21HeMdTyfJHGM9gJ7sdjT6ZI3pidl86DZD5Rf08WQiqvJX8NUYc1HShIBqUnSfU6Q0m9ZsCjVExHGSEDrmHUdD_6gXc3oG2pu2MksY0r-4g8C01lOqd1NT0g" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09SBV19QS</a> |
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