“Have we met? You look really familiar. I have this feeling of déjà-vu, like I knew you long ago.”
I cleared my throat, shaking back my hair. I could hardly breathe when those blue eyes focused fully on me. “I—uh—I was in school here. Seems like ages ago.”
“College?”
“Yes. Go Rillas!” I giggled, sounding like a little girl. Suddenly, I’d reverted to the breathless, silly co-ed of nearly 15 years ago.
He chuckled. “I know I’ve seen you before. A face like yours… I couldn’t forget.”
My fingers fluttered to my burning cheeks. His scrutiny was too much for a woman like me. I never did well with male attention. Even though I carry a gun and badge, a handsome, confident man can still make me revert to the shrinking violet.
“I hope that’s a good thing.”
He handed me my key card with a gentle smile, his blue…
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