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porch steps. Full rose bushes filled them, the deep-coral color of the buds one of her all-time favorites. Next had been a lovely wind chime hung near the swing, its light, tinkling sound a pleasant addition when she relaxed in evening.
    Perhaps, she had misunderstood what she’d heard. Liam had insisted she’d come in at the wrong part of the conversation and Jag hadn’t meant the words the way they’d sounded. She already knew both men blamed themselves for her injuries, but according to Liam, Jag felt as if he wasn’t worthy of her because he hadn’t protected her the way he thought he should.
    What a load of crap! Just because the man lived in a damn cave, it didn’t mean he needed to resort to caveman mentality. Just thinking about it made her eye twitch. Women nowadays could fend for themselves. Hadn’t she proven that? Yeah, they might not get away unscathed, but they did get away, though sometimes it was their minds which suffered the most.
    Almost every night since she’d met Jag, he’d played a starring role in her naughty dreams. The things he did with those big hands and full lips often had her waking in a full sweat, her thighs clenched and body teetering on the brink of release. If she could stay in her dreams just a little longer, perhaps she could get some relief. Instead, when she tried to return to that blissful state, her mind seemed determined to force her to relive the horrendous attack in the clinic, leaving her crying out in the dark for a totally different reason.
    The sound of a car door closing brought Lynn to the front window. Liam approached the house with boxes in tow. He’d been a gem, helping her move all of her things from the city. After she’d packed everything, they’d brought the first load over. He told her to work on things here, and he’d bring more boxes every day.
    With her rent paid through the end of the month, she could take her time with the move, setting up each room just how she wanted. Right now, though, she wanted the pizza he had perched atop the boxes he carried.
    Opening the door, she waved him in then snatched the yummy treat from the pile.
    “Hey!” Liam exclaimed.
    “Hey, nothing! You’ll devour half of this thing before I finish my first slice.” Lynn grinned as he placed her things by the wall.
    He smirked. “I’ve gotta keep my strength up, darlin’.”
    “Oh, behave. Do you want a drink?”
    “Sure, I could go for some tea. I’ll grab the last two boxes and be right back.”
    He disappeared out the door only to return a few minutes later with two small boxes she recognized immediately. She set her slice down and hurried to where he stood. “Oh, I was hoping these would come soon,” she gushed.
    “You could have just told me you wanted them, you know?”
    Waving him away, Lynn pulled one open then unwrapped the papers to reveal her crystal figurines. Each one held a treasured memory, whether from a vacation or received as a gift.
    Most were from her grandmother, and those were the ones Lynn cherished the most. After all, her grandma was the one who’d introduced Lynn to the sparkling wonder of these collectibles. Butterflies and fairies lay nestled in these boxes along with castle towers, ballerinas, dragons…pretty much everything.
    She hadn’t had time to add many over the last few years. She’d managed to grab an Eifel Tower figurine while they’d been in Vegas, but that was it.
    “These are my babies,” Lynn told Liam, gesturing to the few she’d placed on the coffee table after unwrapping them. “I’ve been collecting these since I was about five years old, and I inherited my grandmother’s collection when she passed a few years back. My grandparents never had much money, but my grandpa always squirreled away a little extra so he could get her a new crystal piece every so often.” Looking up, Lynn noted a soft look in Liam’s golden eyes. Perhaps, there was something he hid beneath that playboy persona of his. Could it be he