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smell of books was just…wow, I still love the smell.”
    “So do I.”
    She bit her lip again, flashing a look his way. His arousal had colored the words and she’d caught it. So perceptive. He wondered why she looked at him though. To see him in that emotion?
    “My mom was forever chasing after me to be girly and I hated it. We were three boys and two girls, and apparently my sister just before me stole all the girly genetics from my mom and she had none left to give me.”
    Micah laughed out right at that. “You seem to have grown into your girlie, I think.”
    The surprise on her face, or adamant disbelief, crimped her forehead. “I’m so not girlie.”
    He chuckled and lowered his head a bit. “Okay. You’re not girlie.”
    “I’m not! I’m not into fancy clothes or make up, or jewelry. I even hate shopping!” She seemed desperate to prove her delusion.
    “Well, if that is your definition of girlie, then you’re right. You’re not girlie. I thought you meant something else.”
    She seemed to relax a little. “I mean I know I look like a girl,” she muttered, fishing for him to elaborate.
    “You ’re free to believe what you want about yourself,” he said.
    “Fine, tell me.”
    “Tell you what?”
    “What is your definition of girlie.”
    He shrugged a shoulder. “I said you grew into your girlie. And I meant you became a beautiful woman.”
    Her reaction was one for the books. He’d never seen her look so shocked. “Please doc, you’re far too intelligent and perceptive to not be aware that you’re beautiful.”
    “You’re right,” she conceded too casually. “It is rather thick of me to not be aware of my beauty. I can’t tell you how often I’ve been called the blind professor. And with all the guys knocking down my door, how could I miss it? And me being single, well, that sort of just slaps me in the face with it, just amazing that I’ve managed to miss your delusion.”
    Micah had to laugh. “So, because I think you’re beautiful, I’m delusional?” He loved being able to say I think you’re beautiful to her face and yet not.
    “ Oh, stop, enough. And I guess you know how gorgeous you are.”
    Micah shifted in his seat readjusting his hard on. Was she playing? Did she really think that?
    “I assure you , in a matter of days, you will have every woman knocking at your door,” she knocked on the table for emphasis. “I, on the other hand, have been living here for seven years and have had zero men, aside from maintenance, knock on my door.”
    He was shocked and thrilled. “ It’s not my fault they’re blind.”
    She became animated in her frustration . “Oh hell, forget it, I’m glad you’re blind to whatever it is they apparently see or don’t see.”
    “You’re glad?”
    “As in, for your sake, I could care less if you think I’m beautiful or hideous, that is hardly the point of our relationship.”
    “Ah. Yes, you’re right.”
    “Would you like some coffee? I’d like a cup, I’ll bring you some.”
    “Yes, please.”
    Micah watched her hurry off, unable to contain his grin. He’d never seen her so flustered. What he’d give to feel what was going through her head in that moment.

Chapter Four
     
    Sarah made it to the kitchen and gasped, holding on to the counter. My. God. The man was not making it easy, was he? Nobody called her beautiful! Ever! He was being utterly ridiculous. This no doubt meant she’d hit on a hornets nest and he was turning the tables to keep her at bay. And it had to do with his brother.
    She went over her earlier mantra, refocussing her mission. The mission was Micah. Broken Micah. She was a doctor. His doctor. Because I think you’re beautiful, I’m delusional? Ugh, nice move Romeo, but she knew better. He was evading. She poured their coffee and loaded the tray with coffee fixings and headed back out. Shit, she’d admitted to thinking he was gorgeous.
    She needed to keep an eye on Mr. Tactic al Maneuvers and not let him