Chapter 13

“What’s yourgreatest fear, then?”

I don’t hesitate even for a second. “Losing my family.”

“I understand that. And I like a man who loves his family. How many sisters have you got?”

“Two. Emma and Linnea. They’re fabulous, but don’t tell them I told you so.”

“I don’t know. It might be useful for blackmail material one day.”

“You sound just like them,” I grumble.

Manne laughs again. Gawd, his laughter settles low in my hips and makes me tingle in the best possible way. “Listen, I gotta go. I’m helping a buddy of mine to move. I’m on box-carrying duty.”

I shudder at the thought of packing everything I own into boxes. “I hatemoving,” I groan.

“Me, too. But he’s in the middle of a divorce and moving out of the house. He’s torn up about it, so I’ll probably do most of the carrying while he talks my ear off.”

The genuine concern for his friend shines through and warms my heart. Sexy, funny, a family man, anda good friend? He’s too good to be true, methinks. “You’re a good friend.”