“I suppose I could walk back.The house isn't that far away."He lifted a black brow at her. "You'd rather walk a mile than ask me to take you back?"The answer was absolutely yes, but she wasn't going to embarrass them both by saying it. At least she had an excuse to avoid such close contact with him, which she really didn't think she could handle. Being this close to him was bad enough because it was reminding her about that kiss the other night...”

Johanna Lindsey

Johanna Lindsey - “I suppose I could walk back.The house...” 1

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