‘Have dinner with me.’
Arching an eyebrow, she looked at him. ‘Didn’t I already give you an answer to that?’
When he merely continued to stare at her with warm eyes, she swallowed thickly, and glanced down. Her hands found the hem of her sweater, and she pulled at the loose threads.
‘Why?’
‘We need to talk about some things.’
Her eyebrow quirked, and she looked up again.
‘We do?’
A small smile pulled at his lips. ‘You know we do.’
‘And what if we end up screaming at each other again?’ she countered.
You Don’t Bring Me Flowers – Sneaky Ch 7
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