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gave him a tight smile. “Not today.”
    His breath released on a soft puff of air, and Sophie could have sworn he sounded relieved. “Good. Let’s hope it stays that way.”
    His cousin nodded in agreement, then flashed them both a rueful grin. “Well, I’ll just head off and get out of your way.”
    Chris pulled the Lab back to his side when it tried to jump up on Sophie, its heavy tail whapping against the floor. “Thanks for letting him hang out with you today.”
    “No problem.” Looking at Sophie, Karin said, “I hope I’ll see you again.”
    She smiled, not knowing what to say. If she agreed, he might think she was assuming this would lead to more than just a hot hook-up. And while that might be something straight out of her dreams, she was too much of a realist to actually believe it would happen.
    While Sophie had thought things over during the drive, she’d realized that if Chris were serious about her, he would have done something about it long before now. She wasn’t exactly sure what had gotten into him today — God knew some of the things he’d said to her had sounded incredibly romantic in a raw, possessive kind of way — but she wasn’t going to analyze it to death the way she usually would. Instead, she was going to simply enjoy it while it lasted and soak up as much pleasure from it as she could.
    Heck, maybe it was the fortune cookie at work. And if it was, she’d never been so thankful for a little mystical intervention as she was at that precise moment in time.
    The sound of him throwing the deadbolt on the front door ripped her from her thoughts, and she blinked him back into focus. “I cannot believe you just did that,” she groaned, her shoulders shaking as she gave a soft, embarrassed laugh.
    He shot her a look that she knew was meant to be innocent, though it didn’t come anywhere close. “Did what?”
    “Introduced me to someone in your family when I look like I’ve been rolling around in the hay!”
    “The hay?” he said, laughing.
    She made a flustered gesture with her hand. “You know what I mean.”
    “You don’t look like you’ve been rolling around in the hay,” he told her with a smile, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he swept his gaze from her feet up to her flushed face. “You look beautiful, Soph.”
    “Thanks,” she whispered a little dreamily, when she was finally able to find her voice. “I, um, think you’re beautiful, too.”
    His smile disappeared as his expression took on a hard, feral edge. He made a rough noise that sounded like an actual growl, and started lowering his head. But the instant his mouth touched hers, the dog nudged his way between them, wriggling with excitement. Chris pulled his head back, his dark gaze suddenly glittering with hunger and humor. “Let me get rid of this guy,” he said in a sexy rumble, tugging the dog away.
    “What’s his name?”
    “Max.”
    “ This is Max?” she asked with surprise.
    Chris grinned. “What did you expect? A Chihuahua?”
    “No. I just...whenever you talked about hanging out at the beach with Max, or going hiking with Max, I thought you were talking about another guy!”
    He laughed, shaking his head. “Good thing I never mentioned Max’s habit of peeing on tires. That would have really had you second-guessing my choice in friends.”
    She smiled as she reached down and petted the dog’s massive head. “You’re a cutie, aren’t you?”
    Max’s tale thumped rapidly against the floor, his excitement palpable.
    “Come on, you flirt,” Chris murmured, taking the Lab to the kitchen and shutting him inside. He tossed the leash on to the dark end table, along with his tie, then slid Sophie a hungry, heavy-lidded look. “Now where were we?” he asked in a low voice, coming toward her.
    She caught her lower lip in her teeth, blood pounding in her ears, her heart hammering with both excitement and nerves. But she wasn’t going to let it hold her back, and she was proud of the way