Praise for Reborn...
"This is amazing."
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“Where is this present for me stashed?”
Gaze straight ahead, he said, “I never said it was a present.”
“No. You said it was a surprise. For me.” She waited a moment, but he didn’t speak or look at her. “That’s what presents are. Personal surprises.”
“It’s not like it has your name on it or anything. Anybody can use it.”
She was dying to know what “it” was, but securing his admission that he’d gotten her something special was more important.
A scan of the area didn’t offer any clues. She’d familiarized herself with the estate’s property and knew they were headed toward the greenhouse, but the building was in disrepair. Had he cleaned it for her? If so, he was in for a shock. Her gardening skills were pathetic.
“But you bought it with me in mind, right?”
“I didn’t buy you anything.”
She stepped into his path, colliding with him. He steadied her with his hands on her waist. A moment passed, then another. He didn’t pull her closer, but his gaze did shift from her eyes to her mouth. Finally, he exhaled slowly and slid his palms to her hips. His touch branded her and sent butterflies to flight in her belly. The sensation of excitement was better than the guilt that had left her uneasy. She embraced it eagerly.
“You’re lucky I was paying attention, or we both would’ve landed on our asses.”
“As long as you cushioned my fall, I wouldn’t have complained.”
Hunger flared in his eyes. As quickly as it came, it disappeared. An indifferent mask slipped over his features. He dropped his hands and moved around her. “Come on. I want to show you what I built.”
Two questions surfaced—why was he ignoring the attraction between them, and what had he built? The demand to get the latter one answered won. The former, she suspected, would be too complicated to deal with today. Besides, she was almost positive she knew the answer. Trevor didn’t want to compete with her memories of Kai. Easier to avoid her. She’d have to help him understand the truth about them.
“You built me something?” She hurried to catch up to him.
“I built something with you in mind. I didn’t build it for you, specifically. Like I said, it’s for anyone who gets the urge to play.”
“Play?” Rowan grabbed his arm, stopping him a second time. “What do you mean, play?”