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250 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published March 1, 1989
“Okay. How about dinner?”
She cast him a short, level look. “No.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’ve got a pretty face.” When he grinned, she granted him the briefest of smiles. “I don’t trust men with pretty faces.”
“Do you know what I would really like? To see you hanging by your thumbs over a large open fire.” She advanced toward him while he poured two glasses. “A big fire, Johnson, with just enough breeze to draw the smoke away so it wouldn’t dull your senses.” She slapped her palms on the bar and leaned her face close to his.
“Why don’t you try the wine instead?”