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There was nothing in the world tougher than keeping a secret—especially when the person you were keeping it from had decided to be your constant companion.
Kiera was certain she hadn’t given anything away yet, and she was damn well determined not to slip up anytime soon. But when Conor smiled down at her with that particularly sexy gleam in his gorgeous blue eyes, it was easy to forget everything she’d been about to say, and blather like a witless i***t.
They talked constantly. She wondered sometimes if he was using conversation as a buffer, to keep from grabbing and kissing her again. But then she’d scoff at her whimsical fancies. She’d discouraged him, and he’d taken the hint. She didn’t want him to be her lover. They’d developed an odd sort of friendship between them, and that was
