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He smelled hot and spicy – it made her mouth water. She pursed her lips. He definitely didn’t smell of hard work and sweat. If he’d been gardening then she was Queen of England.

“Well, Davy,” he said. “What are you hiding?”

She blinked as she looked up into his deep-set eyes.

“I told you. Bodies. Treasure.”

He leaned towards her.

“Body. Treasure,” he repeated. His voice was a low murmur full of meaning.

Suddenly Davina wasn’t so sure what they were talking about exactly. She swallowed hard.

“Look,” she said at last. “This situation is insane. You can’t hang around with me all the time. I have things to do. Things I need to concentrate on.”

He quirked an eyebrow.

“I bet you do. And as much as I enjoy distracting you, I have things to do too.”

It occurred to her that for two people intent on establishing exactly how busy they were, neither of them was in a hurry to leave and get on with things. Davina felt the same dip in sanity that she’d felt the first time she’d met Jack. Against her will, her fingers reached out to toy with the hair on his chest. His eyes darkened. Davina licked her lips.

“I have people coming over,” she said, but she sounded distracted even to her own ears. “You can come back later and watch me then. I promise if I do anything illegal in the meantime I’ll send you a text.”

Jack closed the gap between them. Davina backed against the door as her blood pumped faster through her veins.

“Thanks, I appreciate that,” he said.

He put a hand on the door, either side of her head. She could feel h

is breath on her skin.

“You have to go,” she told him.

Her breath hitched in her throat.

“No I don’t,” he mumbled.

He leaned towards her, moving in slow motion.

“This is an infringement of privacy.” Her voice was barely a whisper.

“I’d need to ask Andy about that, my expertise lies in other areas.”

Before Davina could ask what areas exactly, Jack lazily ran his tongue over her bottom lip. Davina tightened her grip on his chest as his lips teased her mouth open. The man was a kissing genius. At last he inched away from her, leaving her lips feeling swollen. Davina blinked her eyes open. There was a fog in her head; there was no denying that he had expertise.

“If you’re so convinced that I’m a criminal,” she whispered, “why do you keep kissing me?”

“It’s a mystery to me too, Davy,” he said with a sigh.

Davina understood perfectly.

“But you are enjoying this aren’t, you? Getting under my feet. Interfering in my life. Winding me up.”

A slow smile curved his lips, drawing her attention to the scar on his chin.

“Well, Davy, I have to be honest with you, you’re the most interesting thing to happen to me in a while.”

It was the wicked gleam in his eye that almost undid her. She was three words away from blowing her movie, and her life – she’d almost uttered: please come in. Instead she mustered what little self-control she had around the man and pushed him away.