Gabe rubbed his hands over his face to snap out of his trance. “Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?” Michelle shot him a sassy grin. “Maybe.” That was a yes. She was trying to drive him wild. Wild with need, with wanting her. How had he ever spent so much time around this gorgeous, maddening woman without losing his mind? Because he’d thought she wasn’t into him. He hadn’t wanted to push her, hadn’t wanted to ruin the friendship, hadn’t wanted confirmation of what he’d feared—that they really were just friends—followed by rejection. But she hadn’t rejected him. Then or now. “Actually, I
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