Thirty Day Affair. Maureen Child
His voice was nearly lost under the slam of sound, so Keira leaned in closer to make sure he heard her response. “But you looked like you were having so much fun.”
“I don’t fish,” he muttered.
“Maybe not,” she pointed out, “but thanks to Sam Dover and the others, you could now if you wanted to.”
He stopped and, since his arm was still wrapped around her shoulder, she did a quick stop too and slammed into his side.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Would it be wrong to say yes?”
He frowned down at her. “I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone like you before.”
“Nathan! A compliment?”
“I’m not sure that’s how I meant it.”
She grinned. “That’s how I’m taking it.”
“Big surprise.”
Keira wasn’t fooled. There was a twitch at the corner of his way-too-kissable mouth that told her he was fighting the urge to smile. In the last day or so, she’d noticed he fought down smiling a lot. And she wondered why.
“So,” she asked, “are you really going to dance with me?”
He sighed. “If I don’t, are you going to sic the fishermen on me again?”
She lifted her arms into the dance-with-me position and said, “Nothing wrong with a good threat.”
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