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please stand aside so I can get by, Yardley?”
    â€œSure,” he said, grinning as he flattened himself against the SUV’s door.
    In order for her to get past him, she had to turn sideways. “Why couldn’t you have just walked out ahead of me?”
    â€œThat wouldn’t have been the gentlemanly thing to do,” he answered as she squeezed by. The front of her body brushed against the front of his and a jolt of electricity as powerful as if he’d grabbed hold of a 220-volt wire coursed through him. He heard her sharp intake of breath, felt her go very still, indicating she’d felt it, too.
    â€œSince when have you been worried about being a gentleman?” she asked, preceding him from between the vehicles. To his satisfaction, she sounded a little short of air.
    â€œI’m always a gentleman.”
    She started walking toward the clubhouse. “Yeah. Right.”
    â€œHey, where’s the fire?” he asked when he had to hurry to catch up to her. “You have a hot lead you’re following up on?”
    â€œLike I’d tell you if I did.” She laughed as she walked swiftly across the parking lot toward the sidewalk leading up to the clubhouse. “You were the one who made it clear our investigations were going to be kept separate.”
    â€œYes, but—”
    She stopped to look up at him. “But nothing, Yardley. You said, and I quote, ‘I work alone during this phase of a case.’ Did you not?”
    â€œThat’s true, but I’m not above listening if you’ve got something to share.”
    The sparkle of anger in her pretty green eyes was back, along with a good amount of righteous indignation, and Cole found himself as fascinated by her today as he’d been last night. With her soft auburn curls stirring in the light breeze, he didn’t think he’d seen her look more attractive either.
    â€œYou are without a doubt the most arrogant, infuriating man I’ve ever met,” she said, shaking her head.
    â€œYeah, I probably am.” Grinning, he shrugged. “But I look real good in a black ATF T-shirt and ball cap.”
    â€œWhat does that have to do with—” She shook her head. “Never mind. It doesn’t matter. I really don’t care to hear your caveman reasoning.”
    â€œThere you go calling me a caveman again, sweetheart. ”
    â€œDon’t call me that.”
    â€œDon’t call me Caveman.”
    â€œI didn’t. I referred to your reasoning as that of a caveman. There’s a difference.” She grinned suddenly. “But I suppose in your case, it is only a matter of semantics.”
    He felt as if he’d been punched in the gut at the sweet smile curving her lips. “You know, Campbell. With all your references to cavemen, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you’re trying to get me to throw you over my shoulder and haul you off to my den.”
    Cole laughed out loud when she made a growling sound in the back of her throat, turned and marched into the building.
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    Elise plopped down in a plushly padded, wrought-iron chair at a table with a bright-yellow and white umbrella. Looking out over the rolling lawns of the golf course, she took several deep breaths in an effort to get herself under control before meeting with the head groundskeeper. She was so angry with herself for engaging in another battle of wits with Caveman Cole that she felt ready to scream. Why did she let him get to her? Why didn’t she just ignore him?
    Sighing, she leaned back in the chair and watched a group of golfers in the distance take their tee shots. If she was completely honest with herself, she’d have to admit that their verbal sparring wasn’t what had her so upset. It was the sizzling awareness she’d felt for Cole Yardley as a man that frustrated her more than anything else. How could she possibly find anything about the man attractive? And