“You’re not following doctor’s orders,” Harry murmured
Letting down her guard a little, she sighed. “My first mistake here.”
“It won’t be your last….”
“Thanks a lot!” The bristle was back, with bells on.
“Don’t keep a running tally,” he advised, staying calm.
“Why, you’ll do that for me?” The tone was sweet, but he didn’t miss the bite behind it.
“Rebecca…”
“Harry…” She mimicked his heavy tone, then lifted her chin. “Your advice is perfectly sound, I admit.”
“Wow! That’s a first,” he muttered.