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chest hair just below his throat? Cool it, Kate!
    “Do you?”
    Yes. Tell him yes. Then run like hell . “No.”
    He smiled. “I didn’t think so. So, tell me your name, tell me your phone number, and let’s go to dinner.”
    Dinner. Only a few hours till dinnertime and she hadn’t even made it to her mother’s house yet.
    “No. I can’t.”
    “You take my breath away, run right into me, ruin my pants and you won’t even tell me your name? Cruel.”
    “Cruel. Yeah. Welcome to Pleasantville,” she muttered.
    “Ah, I suspected you weren’t a native.”
    Remembering his other comment she asked, “What’s wrong with your pants?” She glanced down, noting the rigid bulge in his crotch, and had to gulp. Yeah, she guessed their embrace had ruined the fit of his pants, anyway.
    He obviously saw her stare and lifted a brow. Then he turned, pointing ruefully at his taut backside hugged close in the expensive khaki trousers. Expensive, wet and dirty khaki trousers. Somehow, during their embrace, he must have leaned back against the soggy wood porch railing.
    “You’re making it worse,” she noted, watching as hetried to brush off the dirt, but only succeeded in smearing the stains around.
    “You could offer to help.”
    Uh, right. Her hands. On his perfect male butt. Brushing against those lean hips. Trying not to squeeze his firm thighs. She swallowed hard. Glancing at him, she saw laughter in his eyes. Green eyes, dimples, thick blond hair, a body to stop traffic and what looked to be a good solid eight inches of hot and ready hard-on just waiting to be let loose.
    On a public street. In broad daylight. In Pleasantville .
    Sometimes life simply wasn’t fair.
    “Sure, take off your pants and I’ll drop them off at Royal Dry Cleaners for you,” she finally managed to say, striving for nonchalance.
    “That’d cause some eyes to pop, wouldn’t it?” he asked with a wicked grin. “You really want me to take them off now?”
    She felt heat stain her cheeks. “I mean, you can…go somewhere and change.”
    He chuckled. “I was teasing you. It’s not a problem. Besides, Royal closed several years ago. Pleasantville has no dry cleaner anymore.”
    “A shame, given this town’s dirty laundry,” she muttered.
    He gave her a curious look, but she certainly wasn’t going to elaborate.
    “So, are you going to make it up to me?”
    “I’m sorry if my running into you caused you to fall headfirst onto my lips and then back into the railing to ruin your pants,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
    “Apology accepted,” he said succinctly, as if he’d had nothing to do with what had just happened.
    She found herself almost grinning. Finally she admitted, “My name’s Kate.”
    He brushed a strand of hair off her face, his fingers warm against her temple. Her heart skipped a beat.
    “It’s nice to meet you, Kate.” He somehow made the simple words seem much more suggestive than they were. It’d be nice to have you, Kate . And, oh, it’d be nice to be had.
    Before she could reply, Kate heard the Tea Room door open. Three women emerged, eyeing them curiously.
    “I have to go,” she whispered, feeling the blood drain from her face. How this stranger could have made her forget the things she’d heard in the Tea Room, she didn’t know. The memory of the vicious gossip came back full force now, though.
    Gossip about her mother. Her aunt. And the men in this town who apparently had left them each money or property.
    According to the harpies, Edie had been left a fortune by Mayor John Winfield. Which, they believed, had to have been a payoff for a secret, torrid love affair.
    Kate mentally snorted. The man had left Edie a measly thousand bucks. As far as Kate was concerned, that didn’t even cover the interest on all the late paychecks over the years.
    It was almost laughable, really. The town in a tizzy, rumors of a scandalous affair. It could have been downright hilarious…if only it