He took her hand in his, surprised at the softness and warmth of her skin. Her small fingers seemed fragile in his grasp, although her grip was surprisingly strong. Even more surprising was the virile reaction he had to her touch. Matt realized too late that he might have made a huge mistake.
“One more thing,” he said, seeking a reason to keep holding her hand. He didn’t like the need she stirred in him. Or the way her blue eyes made him want to move closer. “If you can’t hack it, then you walk away. I don’t want you getting hurt or putting yourself in danger because you’re in over your head.”
She gazed up at him with an enigmatic gleam in her blue eyes. “There’s one thing you should know about me, Mr. Radcliffe. I’ve dedicated my life to living dangerously.”
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