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glance over at him while I pour coffee into my travel mug.
    He’s got on a plain black T-shirt with black jeans and black boots. He looks sexy and rugged, and for the millionth time since he’s been home I can feel my nipples tighten in my bra and my core flush with lust. He’s done nothing to relieve this ache inside of me, and I’m trying so hard not to jump his bones and just take it from him.
    “I guess so. As ready as anyone can be for their first meeting with their parole officer.”
    Biting sarcasm. The other little trick he’s picked up since being home.
    “Well, I hope it goes well. Maybe he can find you a job in construction … since I know you liked that when we were at the camp. Or maybe as an EMT. You were so good with me when I got sick.”
    Tucker’s chuckle is self-deprecating. “Yeah, and then maybe I can afford to buy you a dime-store ring. Or maybe I can take you out to a real nice movie.”
    My heart sinks in my chest, but I ignore the need to scream at him. “Have you talked to Mr. Marsh at all since being home?”
    After the kidnapping, the arrest and the trial, Mr. Marsh was one of the only people besides me that Tucker would talk to. He and his wife held no grudge, and actually were pleased with the repairs that Tucker made on the campgrounds. They’ve grown closer in the past three years. I consider Mr. Marsh to be the father Tucker never had.
    “He’s busy getting ready for the season. He doesn’t have time for me.”
    I try to put on my best smile. “Well, you never know until you reach out!”
    Tucker glares at me and then walks out the door without so much as a goodbye.
    I try not to bury my head in my hands and cry on my brand new gray blouse that he didn’t even notice.

    * * *
    S aying I went into the wrong field would be the understatement of my life. All my life, my mother tried to convince me that I was not a people person. That I was socially awkward, too smart for most folks and worked better alone.
    When I finally, finally broke those bonds after she had Tucker arrested … I found out that nothing could be further from the truth.
    It took me a little time after the trial, but one day I woke up and wanted a purpose again. I was not going to sit around and mope for two more years while Tucker was away, and so I needed a job.
    I went on endless interviews for endless positions. The question most frequently asked was if I was “ the Charlotte Morsey?” I’d correct them by answering that “Why yes, I am Charlotte Lynch.” I was turned down for so many jobs at so many companies, based solely on the fact of what happened to me. And that my husband was a convicted felon.
    But then I’d come across HL Marketing. Hunter Landon started his marketing firm at the ripe old age of twenty-five, and everyone had thought he was insane. Twenty years later and he was one of the most sought after marketing gurus on the East Coast. And he’d brought me in to interview for a junior account executive position.
    I still remember the first thing he said to me when I came in for the interview.
    “So, you’re the girl no one wants hire?”
    At first I’d been shocked and wanted to burst into tears. But a split-second later, he’d made my year just a little brighter.
    “Well, I like underdogs. And I can tell just by word on the street that you’re determined. And I like determined. So come work for us. It’s long hours and tough clients, but I promise, you’ll find your footing here.
    And he’d been right. I freaking loved my job.
    “The Curio Color mockups just came in and there is a message from Hunter on your desk. He’ll be in around eleven.”
    My assistant Stacy hands me a folder of graphics to approve, and I nod my hello and thank you. I have too many things in my hands to stay and chat.
    I walk into my office, a pretty glass box filled with things that keep me happy and motivated all day, and flick on the lights. I earned this office just three months ago, when Hunter