“What are you staring at, Cupcake?” he muttered, radiating more tension than ever. And she was even drawn to his tension. What the hell was happening to her? She wanted a good-looking, well-dressed man who had things together and was ready to be a husband. None of that was Ben. To hide her response, she gave him a teasing grin. “Nothing. I’m just wondering if you’re hiding some sort of lost love behind all your grumpy muttering.” “I’m not hiding any sort of love.” He was frowning, gruff, covered with hair. It was ridiculous that she was attracted to him. Before she knew what she was doing, she stretched up to press a kiss just on the side of his mouth. His beard was scratchy under her lips but not unpleasant. She wanted to kiss him again. She felt his body tighten even more, and his arms jerked strangely. She stepped back, flushing and horribly embarrassed. God, she was an idiot. She’d made him uncomfortable, since their friendship had never allowed any sort of kissing. The last thing she wanted to do was get in the way of their friendship—one that meant a lot more to her than she’d realized until recently—with some stray, irrational lusts that could never turn into something serious. So she managed a light grin and said, “That was because you’re pretty cute for a Neanderthal.” “What was that for?” he demanded, his eyes searching her face strangely, like he might have suspected she was feeling in ways that were very inappropriate.
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