Tucker paused, digging around in his memory bank for an answer, “hell, I guess when I was a kid.” Nostalgia mixed with the abrupt realization of the unnoticed passage of time crisscrossed his face. Then his focus returned to the present, and he rewarded her with the sweetest smile she’d ever seen. A smile with the power to weaken her knees and rev her heart. “Your Yankees hat suits you, but I figured you more for a cowboy hat.” “Yeah, I have one of those, but I like this better.” He gripped the blue bill and gave it a tug. A shiver raced up her back at the huskiness in his tone, the need filling his eyes. God, it had been a long month. In a good way, a way she hadn’t expected. “Had a great time today, Kat. Just like I always do with you.” The tenor of his words made her flesh tingle with yearning. She tried her best to tamp down the feelings she’d developed for him—the ones growing stronger and increasingly difficult to ignore.
