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1 " I kissed you," Finlay said roughly. " for the very simple reason that you are irresistible." " I think that is what is known as serendipity," Isabella replied, " for it's the very same reason I kissed you back." " Serendipity," Finlay said, sliding his arm around her waist. " I've always wondered what it tasted like." " Strawberries, and lavender, and vintage wine, I believe is how you described it." " No," he said decidedly. " It tastes of nothing other than essence of you. The most intoxicating and delicious taste imaginable. "
2 " Vintage kisses," Finlay said. " If only they could be bottled, you would have an elixir beyond price. "
3 " What the hell do you think you are doing, creeping about in the night in woman's clothing? I could just as easily have killed you?" The sheer audacity of her remark rendered him speechless for a moment, and then Finlay laughed. " This, senorita, is a kilt, not a skirt, and you did not for a moment come close to killing me, though I don't doubt that you'd have tried if I'd given you half a chance. "
