"Didn't you once say Millie wasn't right for me?" he asked, a hint of teasing lacing his words.

Maggie shot him a quick glance. "Absolutely not. You and Millie? It's like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole."

"Then who, in your expert opinion, is the right fit for me?"

The same question again. Maggie felt the weight of his gaze, her fingers curling nervously as she searched for the right words.

She sensed exactly what he was hinting at.