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not this ful -body contact warm with emotion.
    Their housekeepers had been kind, but not forward enough to show so much affection. He'd had a
    few caring schoolteachers, known women while working construction, met his buddies' wives, his
    uncle's one-nighters. But. .. none of" them had treated him like a treasure, like something more than a friend.
    None of them had held him like a lifeline.
    Even through his numbness, Dean made note of so many things. The chirping of birds. A gentle
    breeze. Eve's acute attention and Cam's softness, the pleasure of her scent. He closed his eyes and
    inhaled.
    His emotions rioted, but in a whol y unfamiliar way. Cam wasn't a frail girl, but her strength was puny
    in comparison to his. Her embrace felt... good.
    Real y fucking good.
    Deliberately Dean kept his arms at his sides and struggled to block the sensations of comfort. As
    one of the most celebrated mixed martial-arts fighters in the world, he sure as hel didn't need
    comfort. Not like this.
    Not from her.
    Looking for a quick distraction, he turned his gaze on Eve.
    Mirrored sunglasses shielded his expression from her, but Eve didn't have the same advantage. He
    saw her shock, her embarrassment, and something more. Red faced and wide eyed, she stared at
    him.
    Her lips parted, her breathing came fast. Taking his time, Dean looked her over. Compared to Cam,
    Eve was downright petite, at least in height. But she had curves galore, and in al the right places.
    She'd spoken as if her brazen-ness of the night before might have been an anomaly. She wasn't a
    shy woman, but she'd reacted to him differently.
    He wouldn't let her forget the chemistry between them. He wouldn't let her retrench. One way or
    another, he'd have her—on his terms.
    Final y Cam pushed back from him, but only a little, enough to look at his face and smile as if the
    world had just solved al its problems.
    Sniffling and laughing at the same time, she attempted to apologize. "I'm so sorry, Dean. I don't
    mean to cry al over you." She absently smoothed her hands over his chest, sort of feeling him,
    absorbing him. "In my mind, I rehearsed this moment a thousand times. I prayed that my letter would
    find you and that you'd come home, but I just didn't. .." Her voice broke and she had to clear her
    throat. Twice. "Ohmigod, it's really you. ' And she started laughing again.
    Feeling like a dope, Dean said, "Yeah," because he had no idea what else to say. He'd rather fight three undefeated maniacs, for free , than deal with this sentimental crap.
    Cam clasped his shoulders. "Eve's right. You're so very handsome. And big. I thought Jacki was tal ,
    but... look at you."
    Jacki, his youngest sister. Was she tal er than Cam? When would he see her?
    Inside Dean's instincts rioted. Outside he felt rigid enough to break. He locked his teeth and let Cam
    chatter.
    She went on tiptoe to run a hand through his hair. "We have the same color hair." She sounded
    delighted by that fact. "Eve, did you see?"
    Stil mute, Eve nodded.
    "Oh, Dean, it is so good to have you here." And Cam squeezed him again.
    Dean didn't know what to think. Cam was so damned familiar with him, touching and hugging as if
    she knew him or something. As if they'd actual y grown up together. As if he were the typical big
    brother, instead of an absent stranger.
    "Where are my manners?" she asked no one in particular in a voice stil high and a little too excited.
    "Let's go inside and I'l get us something to drink. There's so much catching up to do." She hooked her arm through his and started dragging him toward the house. "Did you have to travel far to get here?
    Where were you when you got the letter? Where do you live?"
    So many questions at once. Dean looked over his shoulder at Eve. She appeared planted to the
    spot, but with his attention on her, she suddenly unglued her feet and darted past them, mumbling, "I'l just go inside and dress."
    As she went past in that perky little half-run, he watched with