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into the distance at the lush, rolling terrain that surrounded them from their high perch on the mountain. His impassive expression gave nothing away and at the same time hinted at many deeper truths than those on the surface of his next words.
    “You’re right,” he said simply.
    Caleb made no reply, instead steering his thoughts away from the painful memories that threatened to shatter the peaceful calm of the evening.
    After a few more minutes, he rose from the chair, stomping dirt and gravel from his scuffed leather boots. “I’m going inside to say hello to everyone. I know you have them under strict orders not to disturb you while you’re out here, but they won’t appreciate finding out that I was here for an entire hour without greeting them.”
    “You’re right about that.” Crandall gazed up at his only son with an imploring expression he didn’t bother to disguise. “You’ll stay for dinner, won’t you? Gloria made enough food to feed an army. I think she was hoping you’d stop by.”
    Caleb hesitated, then nodded slowly. “I’ll stay. Got nothing but cold leftovers at home anyway.”
     
     
    Daniela should have known she was making a mistake when she decided to walk back to her car between classes on Tuesday. The late-morning sky had turned a gunmetal-gray and the clouds seemed swollen with the threat of rain. But there’d been no mention of showers in the weather forecast, and she wanted to retrieve her cell phone from her car in case her mother, or Janie, needed to reach her for any reason.
    She’d barely locked the car door behind her when she felt the first fat drops of rain. Hoisting her backpack over her head, she began sprinting for cover. But by the time she reached the Sarita Kenedy East Law Library, where she’d been headed next anyway, her fitted T-shirt and dark jeans were half-soaked. Her hot pink flip-flops made a loud squishing noise as she ducked inside the elegant, modern building.
    “Excuse me, where’s the restroom?” she asked the woman seated behind the wide circulation desk.
    “Around the corner to your right.”
    Two boys standing nearby glanced over at Daniela and stared, their mouths hanging open before they exchanged lewd grins.
    Daniela looked down at herself and grimaced. Her pink T-shirt was plastered to the front of her body, and the black lacy bra she wore was no match against the rain and the frigid temperature of the library. Her nipples puckered rebelliously against the now-translucent fabric.
    Clutching her backpack protectively to her chest, Daniela headed in the direction the librarian had indicated. Head bent, shoulders hunched forward in an attempt to conceal her dilemma, she hurried around the corner and ran headlong into something solid and immovable.
    Her backpack dropped to the floor as she lost her balance and stumbled backward. A pair of steely arms came up to steady her as she lifted her eyes, embarrassed, to mumble an apology. Her breath lodged in her throat when she found herself staring into the darkly handsome face of Caleb Thorne.
    The apology died on her lips, and her hands stilled against his wide chest, where they’d landed during the collision. The warmth and solidness of muscled flesh beneath her splayed fingers sent heat crashing through her body.
    “Miss Moreau,” he murmured in that deep, hypnotic voice that had whispered through her dreams all night long.
    She swallowed hard and silently ordered herself to get a grip. She’d never be able to carry out her mission if she got tongue-tied every time the man was near. “Sorry about bumping into you, Professor Thorne. I was sort of in a hurry.”
    “You don’t say.” Slowly he knelt and picked up her backpack. As he straightened, his midnight-black eyes slowly raked over her, taking in her wet T-shirt and the outline of full, rounded breasts protruding against a flimsy layer of cotton. His gaze darkened for a moment, coaxing a shiver from Daniela that had nothing to do with the