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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. Booklist
  4. When Sparks Fly
  5. Dedication
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CHAPTER SEVEN
  13. CHAPTER EIGHT
  14. CHAPTER NINE
  15. CHAPTER TEN
  16. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  17. CHAPTER TWELVE
  18. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  34. Lost in Love
  35. CHAPTER ONE
  36. CHAPTER TWO
  37. CHAPTER THREE
  38. CHAPTER FOUR
  39. CHAPTER FIVE
  40. CHAPTER SIX
  41. CHAPTER SEVEN
  42. CHAPTER EIGHT
  43. CHAPTER NINE
  44. CHAPTER TEN
  45. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  46. Be Careful What You Wish For
  47. CHAPTER ONE

“Oh, God.” She rolled her eyes. “Is this about the deck? Did you find something else that needs to be rebuilt?”

“It’s not about the deck. It’s about you and me. And your kitchen pantry. And a certain kiss from a couple weeks ago that you haven’t mentioned since.”

“You haven’t mentioned it, either.” Vickie straightened, arching her eyebrow to emphasize her winning point.

He folded his arms, not looking defeated in the least. “Kinda hard to mention something to someone who won’t stay in the same air space as me for more than three seconds.”

That was fair. She had been avoiding him. Half because she didn’t want them to get carried away again. And half because she was hoping they would. And that would be... A disaster? Wonderful? She hadn’t decided yet.

“Well, I’m standing here now,” she said. “What do you want to say?”

His square jaw, covered with salt-and-pepper stubble, moved back and forth as he studied her. “Look, if you don’t want to kiss me again, just say so, Vickie. I can handle it.” He took a step in her direction. “But I get the funny feeling you’re avoiding me because you want to kiss me, and you’re scared. The thing is, the Vickie Mallory I used to know wasn’t scared of anything. So... I’m confused.” He scrubbed his hand over his face, making that stubble sound like sandpaper. “I don’t like this silent treatment you’ve been giving me. Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head of yours.”

Vickie pressed her tongue against her top lip and stared at the floor, struggling to hold in her thoughts. And failing. Still looking down, she let the words tumble out.

“I’m a vain woman, Gordon Lexiter. Always have been. You know that. If we kiss again, I’m going to want...more. And I haven’t done more in a long time. I’m not the high school senior you shagged in the back seat of your mom’s Buick. My body has changed. I’ve changed...”

Memories of that long ago night had been keeping her awake ever since they’d kissed in the pantry. Homecoming dance. A warm fall night. A short drive to a dark country road in the hills above Rendezvous Falls.