She tried to stand herself so she could let him have it, but she was pinned in by his body. It made her so agitated she wanted to scream. “If you know that, how could you have done this in the first place? How could you have stood there and let him talk about painting the cottages brown? About tearing down this cottage—the cottage you’re standing in right now!—and then turning the B&B into a bait shop?”

“He could only do those things if I sold the campground to him.”

“If you—” She whipped her legs around him and jumped up. “What are you saying? Omigod, Kevin, what do you mean?”

“First I want to hear about the tuna.”

She gulped. The moment she’d conceived her plan, she’d known she’d have to tell him the truth. She’d just hoped it wouldn’t be quite so soon. “All right.” She backed away a few steps. “Yesterday I bought some fish at the market, and last night I put them in the lake, and then I woke up Eddie and took him to see them.”

A pause. “And you told him what exactly?”

She made eye contact with his elbow and talked as fast as she could. “That an underground chemical dump was leaking into the lake and killing all the fish.”

“An underground chemical dump?”

“Uh-huh.”

“An underground chemical dump!”

She took another quick step backward. “Could we talk about something else?”

Oh, jeez, that made his eyes flash fourteen different shades of mad. “Eddie didn’t happen to notice that some of those fish shouldn’t have been in a freshwater lake?”

“It was dark, and I didn’t let him have a really good look.” Another quick step backward.

Countered by a quick step forward from him. “And how did you explain away my trying to sell him a fishing camp on a contaminated lake?”

Her nerves snapped. “Stop looking at me like that!”

“Like I might wrap my hands around your neck and squeeze?”

“Except you can’t, because I’m your boss’s sister.”

“Which only means I need to come up with something that doesn’t leave marks.”

“Sex! There are couples who think that having sex when they get really angry with each other is a turn-on.”

“And you know this how? Never mind, I’m going to take your word for it.” He reached out and snared the front of her top.

“Uh … Kev …” She licked her lips and gazed up into those glittering green eyes.

He splayed his hand across her bottom. “I seriously suggest you don’t call me that. And I seriously suggest you don’t try to stop this either, because I really, really need to do something physical to you.” He shoved himself against her. “And everything else I’m thinking about will put me in jail.”