the comment slide. âAnd youâre here for?â
âKitty litter and cat food,â he responded easily. âMittens and the others go through the stuff faster than the boys go through a gallon of milk.â
Dani grinned. âAre you so sure that some of that milk isnât going into the kittens, as well?â
âNow that you mention it, no.â
Since the explanation for Dukeâs presence was so patently flimsy, she couldnât help teasing him about it. âYou could have gotten the supplies you wanted at the grocery store, you know. They carry every brand you could want and their prices are much lower than mine.â
âBut then I wouldnât have had an excuse to see you,â he admitted, his gaze settling on her face and lingering until her cheeks flushed.
It was what sheâd expected, hoped, he would say, but she began a protest just the same. âDukeââ
âI know. I know. Youâre not interested.â
âAnd you promisedââ
âI promised weâd be friends, not that Iâd avoid all contact,â he pointed out.
âIs that why youâve made yourself so scarce the past couple of weeks?â she asked without thinking of the implication of the question.
Naturally, though, Duke didnât miss it. His eyes lit with amusement. âSo, you did notice. Good. Actually, I was out of town for several days on business. Jordan could have told you that if youâd asked.â
âYouâve got to be kidding,â she said. âDo you know what heâd make of my asking?â
âNo more than I am, probably.â
Dani scowled at him. âWell, donât let it go to your head. My curiosity was no more significant than if Iâd been wondering about the absence of ants at a picnic.â
âLumping me in with other pests and nuisances?â Duke inquired.
Dani shrugged. âIf the shoe fitsâ¦â
âA lesser man might be insulted by the comparison and give up. Is that what youâre hoping? If so, you might as well save your breath. Iâm a persistent kind of guy.â
âYour persistence would pay off a whole lot faster if you picked somebody else to pester,â she pointed out.
âHeck, Dani, surely you know that the chase is half the fun.â
She frowned at the flippant words. âYou see, thatâs exactly the problem,â she said with gathering intensity. âItâs all a game to you. You have two sons. You shouldnât be playing games. In the end theyâre the ones whoâll get hurt.â
His gaze narrowed. âLet me guess. Youâre talking from experience, arenât you? This has something to do with that jerk, doesnât it? And his kids werenât the only ones who got hurt. You did, too.â
His guesswork was on the money. âItâs not important,â she insisted anyway.
âTell that to someone whoâll believe it, darlinâ. Me, I just figure that gives me an extra obstacle to overcome.â
She found his cavalier attitude exasperating. âDammit, Duke, there you go again, turning it into some sort of contest. Maybe we can become friends, maybe not, but we sure as heck arenât becoming anything more. Have I made myself clear?â
âAbundantly,â he said.
She didnât buy the easy capitulation. âThere are a dozen women in this town I could introduce you to this afternoon, whoâd be willing to play it your way, no questions asked. Give me the word and Iâll call one right now.â
âI donât think so,â he said, his gaze locked with hers. âThere are some obstacles to be overcome, but the fact remains that Iâve got my eye on you.â
She returned his look helplessly. âWhy?â
The simple question seemed to stump him as much as it did her. She had to give him credit for considering his answer before he replied.
âChemistry?â he
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