“There are no pictures of you in here.” “What for? I like to draw people who interest me.” He stilled and I realized what I’d said. Frantically, I tried to think of a way to take the words back, but nothing came to mind. A slow realization trickled through my mind, moving like honey. I’d spoken the truth, and whether I liked it or not, Mr. Hayes did interest me. For all the things he didn’t say, the thoughts he kept hidden behind a quicksilver grin. Despite myself, my attention was frequently caught by his muscled forearms, and the blunt fingers edged around a strong palm. His bottom lip drew
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