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that managed to convey both his affection and love for his family. “That’s six nosy, bossy, demanding and completely wonderful females. ”
    She did not want to know this about him. She wanted to picture him as wild, uncaring and…well, a jerk.
    He felt safer that way.
    But nothing about this man was safe. Nothing.
    â€œSo trust me on this one,” he continued. “I learned early to never disagree with a woman, but I’m very sorry to say you’re wrong.”
    Did he have to stand so close? She could see his eyes weren’t just a little blue, but all the way, ocean-deep, drown-in-me blue. Terrific. Not only did he love his family, but he had amazing eyes.
    Not fair.
    He also had a scar that ran along the line of his dark brow, probably from doing something crazy.
    Realizing she was staring at him, and that he was enjoying that very thing, she turned on her heels and moved toward the storage warehouse. She didn’t need anything, but she felt so flustered, so uncustomarily unnerved, she opened it, flipped on the light and stepped inside.
    Okay, think.
    She’d kissed Santa Claus, she knew this much for certain. The rest was pure speculation. She knew what she wanted. She wanted Santa to have been Matt. Wanted Matt to have hoarsely whispered her name with longing. Wanted Matt to have been the one to put his hands on her and gently squeeze as if he could never get enough of her.
    Nice, dependable, kind Matt. Grown-up Matt. Perfect Matt.
    She had no doubt it had been him, none whatsoever.
    None.
    Mostly none.
    This wasn’t good. In fact, this was bad, very bad.
    â€œYou’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” Bryan whispered.
    â€œNo.”
    â€œLiar.”
    â€œIf you have six sisters, you also know it’s not exactly flattering to call a woman a liar.”
    He grinned.
    â€œI bet you’re the baby of the family,” she said without thinking, and his grin widened.
    â€œOh, I am. Spoiled rotten, too. And you know what else? You’re interested in me. I like that.” He settled even closer and smiled at her. “What else can I tell you?”
    â€œWhy you’d want to play footsy with Holly.”
    His smile faded. Honestly faded. “Holly is the last person on earth I would play footsy with,” he said. “That woman is dangerous.”
    â€œMen like that.”
    â€œMen like excitement, not danger, not in a woman anyway.”
    â€œUh-huh,” she said in a tone that could be construed as nothing other than sarcasm.
    â€œTell me this much,” he said, strangely intent. “Did you see me egging her on? Or did you see me move away from her as quickly as I could?”
    She thought about that. “You moved away from her.”
    â€œLike a mouse out of a snake’s path.”
    That made her laugh. “You’re hardly a mouse.” But she could concede that maybe what she’d seen in the meeting had been one-sided. There were,however, other issues here. Personal issues. Bryan may be charming when he wanted, but he wasn’t serious. At least not about women. And she was serious. She wanted a serious man.
    â€œAsk me something else,” he encouraged. “Go on, try me.”
    â€œOkay…why did you take that terribly dangerous stunt job yesterday morning?”
    â€œIt wasn’t that dangerous.”
    â€œI watched you pull out of that spin with only seconds to spare.” She hadn’t meant to say it, hadn’t meant to sound so worried.
    â€œYou watched.”
    Oh, yeah, she’d watched. Watched and bitten her nails down to the quick with anxiety she hadn’t wanted to feel. “You fly with wild, reckless abandon.”
    â€œThank you.”
    â€œThat wasn’t a compliment!”
    â€œI’m careful, and highly skilled.”
    He was talented, she’d give him that. “I just don’t know why you have to do it like that, as if each second was