" She reached up to push back his thick brown hair and smiled. “I’ve wanted to do that for a very long time.” “I won’t tell you what I’ve wanted to do,” he said with a grin. Her eyes widened. “Why, Mr. Barnett, I thought you to be a gentleman.” His expression turned mischievous. “I am—that’s why I’m not telling you. "
― Tracie Peterson , Chasing the Sun (Land of the Lone Star, #1)