“Shall we cross over to Rotten Row?” he asked Kate.
“Hmmm?” was her distracted reply. She had her face tipped up to the sun and was basking in its warmth. And for one extremely disconcerting moment, Anthony felt a sharp stab of… something . Something? He gave his head a little shake. It couldn’t possibly be desire.
Not for this woman.
“Did you say something?” she murmured.
He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, hoping it would clear his head.
Instead, he simply got an intoxicating whiff of her scent, which was an odd combination of exotic lilies and sensible soap. “You seem to be enjoying the sun,” he said.
She smiled, turning to face him with a clear-eyed gaze. “I know that’s not what you said, but yes, I am. It’s been so dreadfully rainy of late.”
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