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discomfort around his neck.
    Or maybe…maybe it was that he really wanted to look at Shanni some more. Extend the family fantasy?
    She wasn’t his type at all, he decided as he watched her. Sure, she was lovely enough, but she was totally unsophisticated in style and much more simply dressed than any woman Nick had ever been attracted to.
    She was dressed as a kindergarten teacher, ready for rough-and-tumble with her children. Now her jeans and her too-big-shirt were crumpled from sleep, and her blonde curls were tumbling all over her pillow. There was a smattering of freckles running down her nose, and her lashes were peculiarly dark for one so blonde, but it wasn’t mascara that was doing it—they were long and natural and curled upward… Just like her nose. Sort of snub… Pert… Young.
    She wasn’t his type at all, he decided, and why he should lie here staring at her…
    She opened her eyes and she smiled, and his gut kicked in. That smile of hers was a real heart-stopper. Straight from sleep, it lit her face and brightened the room around her as if someone had flicked on a light switch.
    â€˜Hi,’ she whispered without moving but taking everything in with wide, intelligent eyes. ‘Are we still hostages?’ Her smile stayed. Where their arms touched was warm—a link of comfort. Or more…
    â€˜Yes. We’re still hostages.’ Good grief, it was all he could do to make his voice work.
    â€˜But we’re not dead yet.’ She yawned and stretched like a cat under her mound of blankets, and the link strengthened as her body stirred against him. ‘That’s something.’
    â€˜Yeah, great.’ Try sarcasm, Daniels…
    â€˜Well, it is!’ Her eyes reproached him. ‘Trust a lawyer to look on the gloomy side.’
    â€˜There’s no need to disparage the legal profession.’
    â€˜Oh, I’ve met some very nice lawyers.’ Her eyes twinkled at him, teasing. ‘All of them over eighty. It takes them that long to realise they’re human after all.’
    â€˜Thanks very much.’
    â€˜Don’t mention it.’ The twinkle peeped out again. ‘Isn’t this cosy?’
    â€˜Very cosy.’ It was, too—absurdly cosy—but he forced his voice to sound dry. For the life of him he didn’t know how else to react. ‘My arm’s about to drop off.’
    â€˜It must be,’ she agreed sympathetically. ‘But, Nick, it’s lovely how he’s holding you. Harry hasn’t held anyone in the whole time I’ve known him.’
    â€˜I’m honoured.’ That was the lawyer in him now, being sardonic, but she ignored it.
    â€˜You are indeed,’ she said seriously. ‘If you knew how hard we’ve worked to get a link…’ And then she paused. ‘But…you’re not local, are you?’
    â€˜No, but…’
    â€˜So you’re just passing through town.’ There was no mistaking her disappointment, and for the life of him Nick couldn’t stop a weird warm glow stir through his body—starting from the toes up. And then she killed it. ‘We want Harry so much to form a bond with someone.’
    She wanted someone for Harry. Of course. What else could she possibly have meant?
    â€˜You mean…you’d want me to stay for the kid?’
    â€˜Isn’t that why women always ask men to stay? Because of the children?’ She chuckled. They were still talking inwhispers in the near dark and they were almost nose to nose. Over by the window Len either couldn’t hear or he didn’t care. ‘What else did you think I meant?’
    What indeed? There was no answer to that one. The glow died—but the link stayed. Her nose was too close!
    â€˜So… You’re from Melbourne?’ He had this almost overwhelming desire to kiss her and she was talking social niceties. It was as much as he could do to figure out what she