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lunch crowd hits you and…” Reilly realized she was babbling and snapped her mouth shut. She didn’t babble. She never babbled.
    And what was that odd sound? Her arm hairs were standing on end at the hum of a skilled saxophone player. Making her want to run in the other direction, away from the sound, away from the reaction.
    Or was she just imagining it?
    “Are you playing music in the bar?”
    Ben blinked his light, light blue eyes at her. “No. And it’s a restaurant. Not a bar.”
    They both looked around. The last truck had already pulled out leaving them standing alone in the lot with nothing but the sound of the ocean over the side of the hill.
    So what was that sound then?
    Ben shrugged and said, “I could have sent someone over to your place to pick up the delivery.”
    But then I wouldn’t have had a chance to sneak around, Reilly thought.
    “I didn’t want to be a bother,” she said instead. She waved her hands as she continued to try to outrun the sound of the sax. She ducked behind the van. “Anyway, I have a couple of other deliveries to make, as well, so this was on the way.”
    Benardo’s Hideaway was not on anyone’s way. It was a destination, not a journey.
    “I just didn’t expect to see you, that’s all,” she said, then widened her eyes at the blurted words. She hadn’t meant to say that. So why had she?
    She moved to open the back van door. Ben rested his hand against it and held it shut. “Yes, but you were hoping you would, weren’t you?”
    Were all men made as sexually confident as Ben Kane, or were they trained somewhere to be that way?
    Reilly swallowed hard when he hooked the index finger of his other hand in the front of her jeans. “Have you taken a good look at me this morning? Do I look like a woman on the make?”
    He slowly shook his head. “Which makes you all the more provocative.”
    Provocative. No one had ever used the word to describe her before. And while she would never have described herself in those terms, Ben’s saying the words made her feel that way. Made her pout her lips in a way she hadn’t realized she knew how to do, thrust her breasts out just a tad more and widen the stance of her feet.
    Provocative…
    Boy, did she ever want to provoke a reaction in Ben Kane in that one moment.
    He tugged on the waist of her jeans as if trying to get a look inside.
    Provocative evaporated leaving humiliation behind. Reilly swatted at his hand. “What are you doing?”
    His grin widened. “Trying to get a peek at what you have on under there today.”
    “Normal underwear,” she managed to squeeze out of her tight throat. The truth was, the back of his finger was resting against her bare stomach, causing all kinds of unfamiliar chaos to swirl around in there. “Normal underwear that you’re not going to see.”
    He curved his finger tighter into her jeans. “Oh, come on. Throw a man a bone, Reilly. I haven’t been able to get your underpants out of my mind since I saw them.”
    Her face burned hotter…along with other parts of her she was determined to ignore. “Bones are for dogs. So stop acting like one.” She cleared her throat. “And I hope you have a good memory, because it’s going to have to last you.”
    Was it her, or had he moved closer to her?
    “Until when?”
    Oh, boy. He had moved closer. And he was eyeing her pouting mouth like he was a millisecond away from kissing it.
    Reilly licked her lips. “Until the next Ice Age, at least.”
    “Mmm. At least we’ll know that with the kind of underpants you wear, you’ll be warm enough.”
    Reilly’s bark of laughter surprised even her.
    She hadn’t wanted to laugh. When she laughed, she dropped her protective barriers. And did she ever need all the help she could get when dealing with the irresistible likes of Ben Kane.
    He rested his forehead against hers, mesmerizing her with his eyes. “Tell me, Reilly, why are you so determined to deny the attraction between us?”
    “I don’t