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watch, but his masculinity made up for it.
    “Good point. You just looked so nervous I wondered what the heck you were thinking.”
    “I was thinking that I don’t need to tell you why I don’t drink, considering we only almost had sex once.”
    “Touché, but you are my lawyer. I like to know everything I can about the people who work for me.”
    I set my glass down very slowly onto the table. My blood pressure went up measurably, which wasn’t smart in my condition. I leaned in close to him, sucking in a breath. “Let me make something terrifically clear here, Gideon. I do not work for you. I do not work for anyone. I represent your deceased mother. Do you understand me?”
    He lifted one brow and sipped his beer before replying, “Perfectly.”
    “Most excellent. To address that matter, I need to talk to Hank. If he is agreeable to continue running the pharmacy for another six months, before buying it, then I will get the paperwork in order. Once it’s ready, we will sit down for a meeting together. I’ll head over to the pharmacy after lunch. Are you onboard with that?”
    He set his beer down, leaning in to meet my face, nose-to-nose. “Like the president on Air Force One, baby.”
    “Don’t call me baby.”
    “You’re fun, Katie. It’s been a long time since I’ve met a woman who can, and will, hold her own with me.”
    “Why? Because you’re God’s gift to the women of the world or because you have enough money to buy the women who won’t talk back?”
    His smile widened. “Oh, I really like you. For the record, I don’t have to pay for it. Usually I have more socialites at my door than I know what to do with, but it’s so not my thing.”
    “Socialites or women?”
    “Socialite women, and the idea that I want a new one every night. I’m thirty-seven and it’s time to stop the playboy lifestyle. Regardless of what my mother believed in her heart before her death, I wasn’t avoiding a committed relationship. I simply didn’t have the time to devote to it.”
    “And now you do?” I asked, sipping my Diet Coke while praying the food would come soon.
    “I’ve made my fortune. All I have to do now is continue to manage it, so yes, I have more time to devote to my personal life. In fact, it appears I have six months to spend in Snowberry.”
    I waved my hands so hard I almost knocked my glass off the table. He caught it right before it tipped. He moved it aside then lowered my hands, holding them in his own. They were warm and soft, something I knew was the result of his spa days. “You’re so jumpy, Katie. Relax.”
    “I can’t relax around you. You’re like a wolf in fancy, expensive sheep’s clothing. That said, there is nothing in the will that requires you to stay in Snowberry. As long as Hank is willing to manage the business for the next six months, you can go back home. You may even want to sweeten the pot by giving him a percentage off the asking price for those six months.”
    He raised one brow. “Expensive sheep’s clothing, huh?” He shrugged out of his suit coat, unbuttoned his sleeves then rolled them to mid-forearm. “Better?”
    I groaned and he laughed easily. “I’ll take that as a yes. Anyway, Hank’s buying the place for a buck.”
    “Excuse me?” I asked, surprised by the turn of events. “You, the mad corporate shark of a lawyer, are selling it to him for a buck? I’m not sure that’s acceptable. I’ll have to reread the paperwork.”
    “Reread it all you would like. I told my mother I was selling the place to Hank for a dollar when she died. She didn’t have a problem with that. I think the six-month stipulation thing was her way of forcing me to stay in Snowberry, or at least take a break from my big city life to find someone to make a life with.” He raked my body with his eyes until they came back to my lips. “My mother was well aware that I’m a lawyer, not a pharmacist.”
    I tried to keep my wits about me while his eyes drilled holes in