entranced。 She couldn't think； because this wasn't part of her
plan。 But she could feel； and what she felt was overwhelming； the purest
pleasure in a meeting of mouths； a touching of tongues。
Abruptly he pulled away； and sanity returned。
With a gasp she bolted from the chair and； ignoring a twinge in her
knee； went to the far side of the room。 Mitch stood； keeping his back to
her as his breathing steadied。 When he finally faced her； he had his
passion in check。
By that time； she was trying to understand herself。 Because she
couldn't； she lashed out at him。 〃You had no business doing that。〃
His lips thinned。 〃I don't seem to recall your objecting。〃
〃You didn't give me much of a chance。〃
He approached； studying her eyes； the heat on her cheeks； the tiny
quiver of her lips。 He frowned。 〃It's been a long time； hasn't it？〃
〃I don't want your pity！〃
〃Pity？〃 His features tensed。 〃I don't deal in pity。 I've seen enough of
it in the past year to make me sick。 No； Anne； if you can't recognize a
basic physical need； then you're deluding yourself〃 His gaze narrowed。
〃Let's just say I took my reward for playing nursemaid to a bad…tempered
tomboy。〃
She gasped in dismay； but he was on his way out of the room； which was
probably just as well。 That way she didn't have to eat crow； because he
was right。 She would be lying if she refused to admit that she liked his
kiss。 She had been physically roused by a physical act。
But it had been only a kiss； only a kiss in the midst of bizarre
circumstances。 e next week； the cottage； the kiss； the man would all
be memory。
Gradually； she calmed。 She began paring a
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