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intensity that permeated him almost from the moment she’d laid eyes on the guy. But what started out as mild curiosity soon ballooned into more.
    Who, exactly, was Aidan Ross? Unapproachable entrepreneur, or someone who cared enough to help rescue a dog despite his allergy?
    “You must like what you see.”
    What the hell could she say to that?
    The evenly said words made her look away, and a slow heat started at her neck and worked its way up. In a few seconds her face would be almost as red as her hair. Again. “Just wondering what makes you tick.”
    Lame, but there it was.
    “I’m no different than most guys.”
    “Most guys are easy to figure out.”
    “That’s interesting.”
    She raised an eyebrow. “What is?”
    “That you’re trying to figure me out.”
    “We’re not talking about me.” She sighed, started tapping the floorboard again. “But I’ve got five older brothers who made sure I knew all about guys before I even stepped foot in high school.”
    “No kidding?” He slowly whistled, a high-pitched sound that seemed amplified in the tight space. He might’ve been fighting it, but she saw a corner of his mouth crook up.
    God, he was gorgeous when he smiled. Even when he didn’t smile, for that matter.
    And if she wasn’t careful, she might forget all the reasons she should stay away from him.
    He dropped the truck’s speed as they wove through town, headed for the next highway. “Damn,” he muttered as he glanced at the dashboard. “Traffic’s picked up.” He clenched his jaw briefly, then added, “I’d had it all planned out so we’d miss this part of the commute.”
    “You always have everything planned?”
    “Helps to avoid things like getting stuck in traffic.”
    “But takes the fun out of life.” At least, that was the way she saw it. “What’s wrong with being spontaneous? Spicing things up a bit?”
    “Spontaneity was something I was never good at.”
    That much was obvious. “How sad.”
    “Not really. It’s more efficient. Gets you toward what you want faster.”
    He had a point. “But sometimes the trip’s more fun when life’s not what you’d predicted.” Although in her case, she had her eye on the bigger picture.
    Nothing would derail her from that .
    …
    A call sounded through the cab at the same moment Aidan rounded the truck through a corner, taking it a hair below the posted speed limit. Which was a good thing considering a farm tractor crawled just ahead of them, a stream of black smoke coming from its exhaust.
    “Shit.” He stepped on the brake, jolting them forward. “You okay?” he asked, chancing a look at Delaney.
    “Yeah.” She nodded, a curious frown on her face. “Who’s Grant Phillips? This is the second time he’s called.”
    Grant?
    Aidan looked at the truck’s screen before he accelerated. He’d linked his cell phone to it so he could take business calls on the road. Only, Grant’s calls wouldn’t be about business.
    “You don’t have to tell me.” Her toe-tapping stopped. “Oh, shit. Are you… I mean, is he…like, your boyfriend?” She clearly misinterpreted his silence.
    “What?” He threw her a sideways glance. She couldn’t possibly think…
    “Not that there’s anything wrong with—”
    “Delaney.”
    “I know a lot of guys who like guys,” she continued. “I mean…not a lot, lot, but—”
    He tightened his grip on the steering wheel. “You can’t be serious.”
    “About knowing guys who are gay?” She huffed out a breath. “Of course I am. Why would I lie about that?”
    Really, what was it about this woman that aggravated and intrigued him at the same time? He shoved a hand through his hair. “I’m not gay.”
    She stared at him, a mixture of fascination and something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.
    “As much as I want to prove it to you, we both know that’s a bad idea.”
    “It is?” She swallowed, her gaze dropping to his mouth before flickering up again.
    “Yes.” How he’d