A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “I never bite, at least not until the second date. And most of the time it’s not until the third.”
His comment left for speechless for a few seconds. Then she regrouped and laughed. “What?”
“You look nervous, and I want you to know there’s nothing to worry about. At least not tonight.” The smile trying to spread across his face finally did. “Now, the next time we go out, it might be another story. So be prepared.”
Paige laughed harder and unclasped her hands, which until then she hadn’t even realized she’d been wringing. “That’s a relief.”
“I think your hands agree. I hope you left some skin on them.”
She held them up and examined each one. “Looks like you rescued ’em in time.”
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