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stared back at
him, obviously wanting to hear his answer. Josh struggled to find his words as
they scattered under the realization that she had emerald green eyes.
    Really,
really pretty green eyes.
    “ I thought we would come back up the coast a bit, go inland and see Stonehenge,
before winding in to the Welsh border to stay in another B and B there.” He ran
his fingers along the neck of his t-shirt and blew out a breath.
    Christ,
it’s getting hot in here.
    “Fantastic idea.” Bev
proclaimed and tipped her pint slightly in a “cheers” movement.
    “I have never been to Stonehenge.” Sammy spoke up
and the stroke of her timid voice across his senses was electric.
    Josh picked up his pint and took a deep gulp,
leaving Reg and Bev to chat merrily with Sammy. When she spoke to them, she
looked them in the eye and smiled warmly. Her open face and sexy voice was
gifted to them often. Josh couldn’t help but want her to be that easy with him.
He knew he wasn’t looking for a relationship, but that didn’t mean that he
couldn’t enjoy her company. Right?
    “How long have you been riding?” Josh asked when Bev
and Reg got up to go to the bar. Dinner had been served and eaten and Josh had relaxed
somewhat. The evening atmosphere set in and the dull bar lights made for a
calm, sleepy mood. Music played softly from small speakers on the ceiling, songs
that he knew, and songs that he didn’t. Sammy had drunk her pint and Josh could
tell that she was enjoying herself. She laughed often at Reg and Bev’s many
stories, and the sound was increasingly becoming something he waited
impatiently to hear.
    She looked up from where she was picking at a dent
on the table. The moment Reg and Bev got up her eyes had fallen back to the
table or her hands—anywhere but on him.
    “I only learned six months ago.” She tilted her head
to the side and watched him with those beautiful eyes, eyes that sparkle. Her
gaze held but wobbled as if she was using restraint to keep from looking away.
Josh was oddly impressed. It showed him that Sammy was more than the shy woman
she seemed to be.
    “Really? You’re
good.” It was true, she was. She rode confidently and with style and Josh was
now impressed that she was so new to it. It usually took years to stop looking
hesitant or timid on a bike. Sammy rode her bike with a kind of natural flow,
she moved with the machine as if she were made to ride a bike.
    Her whole face lit up at the compliment. The blush
on her cheeks stole deeper before she dropped her gaze once again. “Thank you,”
she muttered before she dragged her bottom lip between her teeth in an action
he was sure was automatic and honest, and not meant to send a flare of heat
right to his balls as it did.
    It bothered him that she looked away. It irked
something inside him when her gaze was lost to him. Something deep within him
wanted her to keep her eyes on him, to focus on him and him alone. When she dropped
her gaze, Josh felt strangely detached from her, as if she were blocking him
from her emotions. He had the oddest urge to reach across the space and tip her
head up so those green eyes looked only at him. It was the most primal urge,
the need to have Sammy’s sole attention.
    “Why do you look away?” he asked, although he knew
why. She was attracted to him. Correction, she was shy and attracted to him, and for some reason, Josh found this both
infuriating and enticing. He’d never really known a woman who was properly shy
before. Always surrounding himself with confident people, Josh had no real
experience on how to coax Sammy into confidence. He understood that he was
intimidating and probably off-putting to someone as gentle as her. He wondered
if she’d admit to him that she was attracted to him? He doubted it, Sammy was not only shy, she had class,
too. The woman he had known before Sammy would have looked at him through a
calculating stare, and told him that they wanted him. Sammy wouldn’t do this,
he knew