Fighting back a laugh of frustration, Sean thought if it weren't for Norah, he would have escorted her out the moment she stepped in and certainly wouldn't be enduring being hair-pulled twice in a row.

Feeling the pain in his scalp, he frowned and insisted, “Let go."

Nora released her grip and jumped away. She could still feel the warmth of his touch on her waist and catch the lingering scent of his body wash-it was pleasant.