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eyes.”
    Noah shook his head. “You just fell for one of the oldest cons in the world, woman.”
    â€œI know, I know. That’s always been one of my weaknesses—puppy-dog eyes. I used to sneak so much food under the table to my grandmother’s miniature schnauzer it’s a miracle he didn’t get fat.” She sighed at the memory, then slanted Noah a sullen look. “We can’t all be like you, Noah Roarke. Strong and resolute, impervious to temptation.”
    Something flickered in his dark eyes. “Yeah, that’s me all right,” he muttered under his breath, turning away and sauntering over to the refrigerator. “Impervious to temptation.”
    Riley laughed, but the moment Noah leaned over to peer inside the refrigerator, the sound died on her lips. Once again, she found herself checking out his firm, muscled butt.
    How had she never noticed before what a magnificent tush Noah Roarke had?
    Because you were engaged to his best friend , her conscience reminded her. You weren’t supposed to notice things like that .
    Noah glanced over his shoulder just then. “Are you hungry? I was going…” His voice trailed off. Mortified, Riley realized he’d caught her in the act of staring at his butt. No, not just staring. Ogling .
    Her pulse hammered at the base of her throat.
    â€œI should go,” she blurted out. “I didn’t mean to take up your whole day like this. And Grandma is probably worried sick about me, wondering when I’ll be home. So I should go.”
    Noah said nothing, watching as she hurried across the room to where she’d left her sandals earlier and hastily slipped them on.
    â€œMy keys,” she muttered, sweeping a wild look around the kitchen. “Where’d I leave my keys?”
    Noah picked them up from the counter and calmly held them out to her. She rushed over and practically snatched them from his hand, then raced from the room, as if by outrunning him, she could outrun the foreign sensations coursing through her body.
    â€œRiley—”
    â€œI really have to go, Noah,” she tossed over her shoulder. “We still need to talk, but not now. I…I’ll call you tomorrow.”
    â€œDrive carefully,” he said softly.

    She didn’t.
    She raced down the highway, and couldn’t even get mad when she was pulled over. As it turned out, she recognized the young Hispanic officer who appeared at her window to request her license and registration. He’d just graduated from the academy three years ago—a few months before Trevor died.
    A wide, dimpled grin spread across his face as he removed his mirrored sunglasses and stared down at her. “Well, I’ll be damned. It’s Riley Kane. You’re back!”
    â€œSure am,” she said, shielding her eyes from the sun to smile easily at him. “How’s it going, Mario?”
    â€œCan’t complain, especially now. Everyone misses you. When’d you get back into town?”
    â€œYesterday afternoon.”
    His grin turned hopeful. “You coming back to us, Riley?”
    â€œAfraid not, Mario. I’m only staying for two months, then it’s back to the East Coast.”
    â€œAw, man,” he grumbled. “Why you wanna live all the way up there, anyway? What does D.C. have that we don’t?”
    â€œNicer cops,” she teased.
    â€œNo way. They don’t get any nicer than us. And just to show you how nice I am, I’m not even gonna give you a ticket. But you’d better slow down. The next guy who pulls you over might not be as understanding as me. Unless it’s Harward, Bosquez, Stinson, Vallejo, or—” He broke off and shook his head. “Damn, Riley, I guess you got us all wrapped around your pretty little finger.”
    She winked at him, turning the key in the ignition. “Thanks, Mario. You’re a sweetheart.”
    He smiled. “Wait until Noah hears