“WHY DON’T YOU GO FRESHEN up, or whatever it is that women do in the bathroom for so damned long, while I dig up some food.” He made sure his tone and actions were that of a caring friend, or even a brother. He needed Julie for her psychic talent right now. He also found himself desiring her as a woman, but he wanted his thinking to be clear. There was no way he could give in to the heated look in those coffee-colored eyes of hers.
And he continued to convince himself of that fact while he watched the gentle sway of Julie’s hips as she left the room. Vince started toward the kitchen, muttering a disgusted curse as desire ricocheted off every nerve and came to pool a few inches below his navel.
He stomped over to the refrigerator. He needed a beer. Jerking open the fridge, he came face-to
