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Jenna’s rounded eyes were locked onto Greyson’s, her hand still caught in his.
“Stunned into silence, Ms. Newman?” Greyson taunted.
She nodded.
Dropping her hand, he turned his back on her. He had to get away from her. He was either going to toss her out the front door on her lovely ass, or he was going to kiss her on her surprised lips. Neither were options. Damn women. Damn her.
“How dare you!” Jenna yelled.
Greyson returned to her in two strides, glaring. “How dare I?” He had to shove his hands in his pockets to keep from grabbing her shoulders and shaking her. Or kissing her. Again, neither were options.
Why in the world he’d even have a single thought about kissing her was beyond him.
“You could have cleared up the confusion right away had you wanted to. Instead, you teased
