Those hours had come and then vanished like the lightning. Sex, intensity, excitement, and emotion swirling around them as it always did. Her breasts were taut and swollen and the need for him was still there. Yet so was the frustration and fear. He hadn’t listened to her, and she should have made him listen. Her fists clenched at her sides. She had been too happy to see him after all the fear and worry that had gone before. She had let herself put off everything but what she felt for him.

Mistake. She just hoped it wouldn’t prove a fatal one…

Don’t even think it might. Just go on and find a way to get what she needed for both of them. But she knew she wasn’t going to be able to sleep until he called her and told her he’d left the property. Keep busy! She threw her jacket down on the window seat and headed for the shower.

Forty-five minutes later she was out of the shower and drying her body with the towel. Her skin still felt warm and full and taut from being with Caleb. She gazed in the mirror while she was drying her hair and she could see the flush on her cheeks and the life that glowed from her face. All coming from Caleb and what she felt for him. It was almost magical…

Surely they could work through anything as long as they still had that magic.

Or could they? She inhaled sharply as a sudden thought occurred to her that shook her to her core. Her eyes widened as she stared at herself in the mirror. She stiffened with panic as she slowly lowered her hair dryer to the vanity.

Dear God in heaven…

*  *  *

Caleb called Jane an hour later. “Everything checked out fine on the boat dock. I’m on my way back across the channel. I’ll probably be heading for Naples to see if I can find Bohdan.” He changed the subject and asked, “How are you?”

“Fine.” She added, “How should I be? I couldn’t be safer, could I? Between you and MacDuff I can hardly take a deep breath without asking permission.” That sounded a little bitter and she tried to lighten her tone. “I’m glad the boat dock checked out. I realize you’re only doing what you think best.”

“Do you?” he asked slowly. “It didn’t sound like that before you ran across the courtyard. I want this over, too, Jane. I’m working as hard as I can to clear it up.”