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cottage is sound structurally. You’ll need the fireplace from time to time. Desert nights can get very cold. Is this in the nature of a breathing space? Don’t you have people who will miss you?”
    â€œMy life can wait.’ She didn’t attempt to say it lightly. He wouldn’t be fooled. “As for you? Don’t you have a story to tell?”
    â€œI suppose I should ask are you psychic?” His voice was deliberately dry. “You have a witch’s beautiful green eyes. Surely a give-away. Then again, you could be a spoilt little rich girl on the run.”
    She visibly paled. “And if I were you wouldn’t protect me?”
    He was silent for a moment, her words and that spontaneous intimacy hammering away at him. “We’ll deal with that when the time comes. You need have no fear of me, Miss Graham. I don’t know who you are, but I do know you’re taking a risk.”
    â€œIs it possible you’re psychic yourself? You know nothing whatever about me.”
    â€œQuite possibly I’m like you.” He shrugged. “Covering my tracks. I’ll keep quiet if you will.”
    She watched him, watching her. “How did this all start?” she asked genuinely taken aback. “I don’t understand how we got into this conversation at all.” For all its curious liberation.
    â€œI do,” he said with surprising gentleness. “Sometimes it happens like that. A shortcut to discovery.”
    â€œIt strikes me as very strange, all the same.”
    â€œHave no fears. Though when I saw you in the garden I thought fear would be alien to you. You looked so innocent, I suppose.”
    â€œSo why have you changed your mind?”
    â€œYou’re too intense, and there’s a haunting in your eyes.”
    â€œAll right, you’re a psychiatrist?” She tried to cover her confusion with a banter. “A highbrow writer? Award-winning journalist? You’re very intense too.”
    â€œThat comes with things we have to guard.”
    â€œThen both of us have been very revealing this morning,” she said. Certainly nothing like this had ever happened to her before.
    â€œIt would seem so. I don’t often meet a young woman so disconcertingly perceptive. Also, you’re something of an enigma. You’re too young to have had much life experience? How old? Twenty-one, twenty-two?” His eyes dipped from her face to take in her slender body in cool white skirt and ruffled top, a mix of cotton and lace. Refined. Virginal.
    â€œCan you deal with twenty-three?” He was clearly much older, with a wealth of experience behind those dark eyes.
    â€œA baby,” he concluded.
    â€œI don’t think so.” Her fingers clenched white. She was quite old enough to have had bad experiences.
    He didn’t miss the movement of her fingers. “You know about tragedy?”
    â€œTragedy spills into lots of people’s lives. Maybe not on the level of what happened to you. What did happen to you?” she asked after a pause.
    â€œMiss Graham, I’d have to know you a whole lot better before you could ever make that breakthrough,” he answered sardonically. “Besides, I’m pretty sure you’re not willing to tell your story.”
    â€œInvestigative reporter? Something tells me I should know you.” He had far too much presence to be an ordinary everyday person.
    â€œYou don’t,” he assured her briskly. “Anyway, we’re not adversaries. Are we?”
    â€œI hope not, Mr Thompson. It’ll be a whole lot safer to be on your side.”
    â€œYou amaze me,” he offered freely. And she did.
    â€œ You amaze me ,” she admitted in wry surprise. “I hadn’t bargained on more than a brief introduction. Are you always like this with strangers?”
    â€œYou’re not a stranger,” he said, with a dismissive shrug of his powerful shoulders. “I