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turned more so that he faced her in his seat. “And it is a truce, Lindsay. Definite and permanent. I’ll never again be able to fight with you.”
    “Don’t say things you don’t mean, Tony. Your intentions might be good, but there is no way this side of hell that you’ll be able to stick by that statement.”
    Once again he leaned in closer and her heartbeat quickened as it had before. “Yes, there is definitely a way that I can be influenced to stick by that statement. You can wind me around your little finger if you really want to.”
    “I don’t believe that one.”
    “You should,” he said, settling back in his seat again. “Before tonight, did you ever think we would get along as well as we have?”
    “Of course not.” She tilted her head to study him. “In some ways, we’re strangers. There’s a lot I don’t know about you.”
    “That’s true and a lot I don’t know about you. But strangers? No way, Lindsay. There is much I want to explore and discover about you and I intend to do that tonight,” he said in a husky voice that made her heartbeat jump again.
    Cutting into their conversation, their pilot announced descent into Dallas, and in a short time Lindsay looked out at the twinkling city lights spread far into the distance.
    “Do you have your car at the club?” Tony asked.
    “No. I left it at the hotel and took a cab.”
    “Good thinking,” he said.
    Once they arrived back at the country club, a valet brought Tony’s car around and in minutes they drove through the iron gates to his condo complex.
    As soon as Lindsay entered his unit, she walked through his entry hall to cross the spacious living room and look out over the sparkling lights of downtown Dallas.
    “You have a gorgeous view.”
    “Do I ever,” he said, and she smiled when she turned to see him looking at her.
    “I meant the city lights,” she explained, knowing he understood exactly what she had referred to.
    “Want a drink?” he asked.
    “Yes. White wine, please.”
    He removed his jacket and tie, dropping them on a chair, and walked to a bar in a corner of the room.
    “This is a large living area. It’s very nice,” she said, looking at comfortable brown leather chairs and a long leather sofa.
    “It’s convenient when I’m here, which is not too often. A few days here and I’m ready for the ranch.”
    “That I understand,” she said, crossing to the bar to perch on a stool and watch him pour her wine.
    “I have a full bar if you prefer something else.”
    “The wine is good.”
    He handed her the glass and picked up a cold beer. “I figured you for a cold brew,” he said, smiling at her. He set his bottle on the counter, his gaze skimming over her legs when her skirt fell open just above her knees. “Lindsay, it’s a crime to hide legs like yours all the time.”
    “You have no idea what I do all the time. We see each other about once every four or five months at best.”
    “That I intend to change.”
    She shook her head. “You know as well as I do that we’ll go right back to our usual way of life when the sun rises in the morning.”
    “I hope to hell not,” he said, holding up his bottle of beer in a toast. “Here’s to the most beautiful neighbor I’ll ever have and to a night I’ll never forget.”
    Laughing softly, she touched his bottle with her wineglass and sipped her wine.
    “Here’s to the day we can both be civil to each other,” she said.
    “I’ll drink to that.” He touched her glass, took a sip of beer and set his bottle on the bar. “But we’re going to be much more than civil to each other,” he said, the amusement no longer visible in his expression. With his deep blue eyes gazing intently at her, he took her drink from her hand and placed it on the bar. Her heartbeat quickened in anticipation while desire burned in the depths of his eyes.
    “I’ve waited all evening for this moment—to be alone with you,” he said, stepping closer. His arm circled her waist