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you.”
    What an understatement! She’d gone for a casual, indifferent tone, but even she could hear the Oh-my-I-so-want-to-jump-your-bones undercurrent.If only she could tear her eyes away from him. She swallowed a few times. He shot her a high-wattage full-on dimpled grin, and her lungs stopped working—and then she drooled.
    “Pizza should be here soon,” she managed to squeak out before shooting off the couch. “Come and see what a six-pack in the fridge means.” She’d love to see his six-pack. Surely he had one hidden under that sexy cotton T-shirt.
    Her cheeks burned, and her blood sizzled. She hadn’t seen him in jeans while they were at Target. Estimating his size, she’d handed him a bunch to try on, instructing him to keep what worked. He’d disappeared into the dressing room and came back out in his kilt with a pile of denim draped over his arm. She opened the refrigerator door, took a step back and bumped right into him. “Argh.”
    “What vexes you, lass?” He leaned down to whisper in her ear.
    “Nothing. I’m not at all vexed.” She reached in and grabbed a couple bottles of beer. “A six-pack refers to packaging.” She handed him a bottle and twisted the top off of hers. “Six bottles of beer in one carrier, and the fridge is how we keep our food from spoiling.” She moved out of the way so he could take a closer look. Gripping the cold bottle, she took a long, fortifying swallow of her Leinenkugel.
    He reached in to touch a few things. “’Tis a marvel. Where is the ice that keeps it cold?”
    “There isn’t any, except for the ice it makes in the freezer. It’s all done with electricity and coolant. Freon.” She reached over his head to open the freezer. “Check this out.”
    Straightening, he reached into the freezer compartment and pulled out a bag of frozen peas. “Humph.” His brow shot up.
    “I don’t have to be at school until ten tomorrow morning. I’ll show you how to use the range top, oven and microwave before I leave. And the phone. Don’t let me forget to show you how to use the phone.” Her doorbell buzzed. “Pizza’s here.” She set her beer on the counter, grabbed her wallet out of her purse and dashed for the door. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right back.”
    Get a grip! Never in her life had she reacted to a man the way she did to Robley of clan MacKintosh. How embarrassing. She was twenty-five years old, not fifteen. She made her way to the front door of her building, paid the pizza guy and started back to her apartment. Maybe she would jump his bones, get it out of her system, and then she’d calm down. After all, he’d be heading back to his place and time in a short while.
    She huffed out a breath. Sure, ’cause you’re such a seductress. Not. Walking back into her place, she found him watching the action movie she’d chosen. He glanced at her, and then his eyes slid back to the flat screen.
    “Television,” he said, slightly awed. “True told me all about TV, but I never imagined ’twould be like this.”
    She set the pizza on the kitchen counter and opened a cupboard to get a couple of plates. “Come and get some pizza.” She reached into a drawer for napkins and set them next to the box. The tomato sauce, cheese, sausage and garlic smells made her mouth water. Pulling the top of the cardboard back, she inhaled. “Mmm.”
    Robley stood before the counter, looking skeptical. “What is this?”
    “Other than the bread and cheese, it wouldn’t do you any good to hear what’s on top. I doubt you’ve heard of most of the ingredients. Just try it.” She lifted four cheesy squares and set them on a plate for him. “Take a few napkins and go sit down. We can eat and watch the movie at the same time.”
    He took the plate and the napkins she handed him and returned to the couch. Erin helped herself to a plateful of pizza and joined him. She tore a square off and took a bite. His eyes focused on her mouth as she bit off a chunk