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feet and back up to his chest again.
    “It should be illegal...” He’d almost added to look that beautiful and sexy, but stopped himself in tine. She probably wasn’t even aware of how gorgeous she looked.
    “Illegal?” Amy met his eyes.
    He would swear her pupils dilated as if he’d aroused her just by talking with her.
    “Nothing. Just thinking aloud. Those counseling services are there if you change your mind.” Kevin straightened up and told himself to just go for it. “Would you consider having dinner with me tomorrow night? If you can fit me into your busy writer’s schedule. Leslie mentioned you were quite successful, and I assume that translates to busy.”
    “Dinner?”
    Kevin watched Amy’s face pale, could almost see the thoughts whirling in her mind. Was she searching for the words to decline his offer in the kindest way possible? Maybe he should just retract the offer, suddenly remember a previous engagement he couldn’t avoid, say he felt a case of bubonic plague coming on. Why had he just blurted out the invitation? Because Amy was damn beautiful and he hadn’t thought of anything but her since they met!
    “I’d love to go out to dinner with you.”
    He almost blurted out, ‘really’? But thankfully, he caught himself. Good law enforcement training, no doubt. Think before you speak. She’d even smiled at him seconds after agreeing to go out with him. She hadn’t displayed any sign of her acceptance being uttered under any self-perceived duress or as an obligatory gesture resulting from his helping in her time of need.
    Maybe she genuinely found him attractive, or interesting, or who cared. She’d said yes!
    *
     
    “Perhaps we could fit in a movie, too.” Constable Robertson sounded cheerful.
    Amy’s heartbeat slowed. When he first asked her to dinner, she panicked. She hadn’t accepted a dinner invitation from a man since her husband’s death. Not a date for a movie. Or even to meet for a drink or a cup of coffee. Finally, the single men in her circle of friends got the message and stopped asking.
    But this man tempted her in a way no other man had. She wanted to accept his invitation to dinner. But that would mean leaving Rover home alone and a vision of Macaulay Culkin’s hands on his cheeks flashed through her mind. Would Rover panic if she left him? She should have inquired at the Humane Society if he suffered separation anxiety. Of course, the poor critter had been on his own for so long who would he have been separated from? Other than the person who’d abused him, and that was probably a blessing.
    “Hmm. Just dinner, I think. I don’t want to be away from home too long.” Amy realized she’d have to test Rover by leaving him alone for a few hours eventually.
    And she would be testing herself as well.
    Would she enjoy dating again? Would being out with a new man feel like a betrayal? Like she was cheating on Allan’s memory? You’re a widow, she reminded herself. Leslie and Tiffany had begged her to start dating again, and she’d recently admitted to herself that they were right. For some reason, the thought of starting a new relationship scared her to death. But she wasn’t committing to anything long term. It was just a date, she told herself.
    Apparently, both Rover’s and her testing would begin tomorrow night.
    “Am I pulling you away from an exciting scene in your next book?” asked Kevin, raising one eyebrow. He lowered his voice. “One of those steamy sex scenes where the guy does unspeakable things to the heroine.”
    “And what would you know about steamy sex scenes in romance novels?” Amy laughed and then tilted her head. “Are you a closet romance reader?”
    “Never been reading in a closet or come out of one either.” Kevin shrugged. “I have a married sister who lives in Texas now. She buried her nose in trashy romance novels for hours when she lived at home.”
    “Trashy? I’ll have you know there are millions of copies of romance novels