He unbuttoned his jacket. She stared as he tugged it off, then untucked his shirt. “What are you doing?” “Putting this to rest. Right now.” Watching him undress was making her temperature rise. “Putting what to rest?” “This ludicrous idea that you repulse me.” “I do repulse you.” Her eyes met his dark ones. “You said so yourself.” “What?” His fingers paused at the uppermost button of his shirt. “When?”
