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"Sullivan was thinking about the other
reason he had come to see the Carlyle’s today. He watched as Cat’s eyes
followed his lips and wandered over his face as he spoke. Feeling those
beautiful eyes on him caused his skin to sing. His breathing felt rushed, his
body gangly and awkward. Taking her hand Sullivan took a deep breath and
waited for her bright hazel eyes to rest solely on his.
“I need to ask you something,” Sullivan
said.
He couldn’t believe he was asking
this of her now. What was he thinking? She had already been through so much.
Clint Bronson, his detective partner, had tried to talk him out of it, but here
he was begging, like a dying man for water. He knew she had the power to crush
his heart at her slightest whim."