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He stepped closer with an intense, thoughtful look on his face. “We shouldn’t do this.”tHer heart gave a hard thud.t”You probably can’t kiss.” Another step closer. “What does the doctor say?”t”We never kissed,” she deadpanned. “Dr. Pratt and I are not interested in each other that way.”tThe sound of his deep laughter broke the tension between them. He moved a little closer still.t”Dr. Pratt says intimacy is all right, unless the other person is sick.” She couldn’t believe she just said that. Why not put a neon sign on her forehead? DESPERATE FOR SEX.t”This isn’t going to work.” He leaned his forehead against hers, the skin-to-skin contact jolting. “This isn’t the right time for either of us.” His hands slid up her arms. “I shouldn’t kiss you,” he said.tAnd then he did.tHoly heaven.
