CHAPTER FOUR
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ADAM WATCHED DIANE drive and admired her competence. She took every bend with precision, although her speed was only a notch higher than people would usually use on those meandering mountain roads. “What?” she asked, shifting her glance to him for a moment. “You’re staring. Have I grown horns all of a sudden, or what?” she snapped, noticing Adam’s annoying smile.
Diane was irritated. The man knew how to smile. Every time Adam turned that grin to her, the butterflies in her belly started a hoopla dance, and that was disconcerting. She couldn’t wrap her head around that reaction at all. It was both new and unsettling.
Adam muddled her mind, and she needed her wits to stand up to him. She had the feeling that the man would trample all over her otherwise, and she woul
