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legs.
    Chuckling, he tapped her swinging foot indicating her agitation.  "See what I mean?"
    She didn't appreciate Seth's ability to read her so easily.
    "What's body language?" Jenna asked as she matched a four of diamonds with a four of spades.
    "It's how you sit or stand.  Other people can tell what you're thinking," Seth answered.
    "So you can tell what Darcy's thinking?"
    "Yep."
    Darcy laid the eight of diamonds and changed suits.  "Clubs," she called, uncrossing her leg and sitting very still.
    Seth's lips twitched as he matched her eight and switched the suit back to diamonds.  "Hershey's not as large as I expected."
    "It's a tight-knit community with a special quality you can't find everywhere."
    "Like the smell."  Seth smiled.  "Do you keep candy bars stashed away for when you're tempted by it?"
    "We're pretty immune to the chocolate factory.  Actually, I'm more addicted to the shows at the arena."
    "Any other addictions?"
    He was good.  Very smooth.  "Cashews come in a close second."  She was curious about his addictions and habits but didn't want to show too much interest.
    Throughout the game, Darcy tried to keep her expression bland, her comments mundane, her pulse a modified trot.  Even when Seth's fingers brushed hers and his voice lowered a register, she told herself she was cool, calm, and very collected.  But the strain was giving her a headache.
    Finally Jenna played a ten of hearts.  "I won.  Can we watch TV now?"
    Darcy ruffled Jenna's hair, knowing her charge couldn't sit in one place for very long.  "Sure.  I'll put the cards away."
    In a few minutes Jenna was involved in the antics on the Disney channel.
    Seth locked his hands behind his head and stretched his long legs out in front of him.  "I like your house.  Did you furnish it yourself?"
    "Some of the pieces were my mom and dad's.  I picked up others I liked along the way."  Darcy stood, hoping he would do the same.  Stretching a rubber band around the deck of cards, she placed them in the drawer and shut it.
    Seth stood and stepped close to her.  His fingers brushed her neck as he played with a wisp of hair that had escaped confinement.  When his palm touched her cheek, she backed into the dry sink, shaken and wary.  She wasn't immune to him no matter how hard she tried to be and he knew it.
    In a husky voice, he requested, "Walk me outside."
    Darcy looked over at Jenna.  She was curled in the corner of the loveseat, her head resting on the arm, her eyes drifting closed.  "Okay."  Away from little ears, she'd say good-bye to him once and for all.
    She preceded Seth outside.  The damp pavement was cool on her bare feet as she walked to the edge of the porch and gazed into the yard.  The grass glistened with crystal drops.  She inhaled deeply.  "I like summer--newly mown lawns, fresh vegetables, lightning bugs."
    "Longer days, freedom," Seth added.
    "Freedom?" she asked, too aware of his bulk beside her, the elemental energy emanating from him.
    "Sure.  You don't have to worry about being snowed in or jammed up traffic because of ice.  You're not restricted by heavy clothing."
    His words took on a sensual, personal note and she sensed he was studying her.  "I think my favorite season's fall.  I like the smell of wood burning and hot cider and the leaves changing colors."
    "Is there any season you don't like?" he teased.
    She laughed.  "I guess not.  They all have an appeal."
    "Like you."
    It was time to say good night and good bye.  Now.  Tilting her head back, Darcy gazed up the half foot or more to his face.  "Thanks for checking about Pickering, but it wasn't necessary.  And Jenna enjoyed playing cards with you.  Sometimes she gets bored with me."
    "Not possible."
    His definitive step closer should have warned her.  But the men she usually dealt with weren't so persistent.  Seth's large hands gently closed around her forearms.  They were strong, long fingered, not completely smooth.  The drift of his