Deirdre stared at Wyatt, who stared right back. “I’m not going out with one of the delivery guys,” she said evenly. “A lot of them are women.”
Wyatt leaned back in his chair and continued to watch her. Deirdre could see the intelligence in his eyes, and it actually made her as uncomfortable as it appealed to her.
“Okay,” she said. “I am going to be late f…
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