When he leaned in and kissed her nose, her stomach had tumbled, feeling as if pixies had been let loose inside of it. And now he was really flirting with her, and he was still holding her, and this felt far too nice.
"No, you're not," she agreed, raising both brows, eyes twinkling. "But I'll have you know that I've broken many hearts in my day. I'd hate for yours to be one of them when I kick you to the curb after I'm done with you."