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hope was to keep them busy enough to keep their minds off their plan to lure him away from Colorado.
    He’d planned to take them out to John’s canyon to show them the wild horses. While his father appreciated the animals for the magnificent beasts they were, his mother, on the other hand, had never understood the fascination. A veterinarian was not the kind of doctor she’d hoped he’d become. She’d always pushed Jake toward following in his father’s footsteps to become an M.D.
    Thoughts of the horses brought to mind another magnificent specimen. Jake hadn’t stopped thinking about Meg since last night. Once he’d loaded his gear in his pickup, he’d driven around to the main gate and waited until he saw her safely return to the cabin. He considered staying to keep watch over the property but realized his actions could be misconstrued as stalker-ish. Not a good way to convince Meg he only wanted to make sure she was safe. But he’d been concerned. He hadn’t imagined the way she’d shied away when he raised his hands. Was she afraid of something? Someone?
    The memory of her soft curves and hard attitude had kept him awake most of the night. Those long, toned legs led straight to a world-class ass tucked into snug, blue denim. He remembered the subtle scent of vanilla and honey as he’d moved in close to her. The muscles in his abdomen and groin tightened. It took all his will to control the hard-on that was quickly growing in his jeans. God, get a grip . He’d barely noticed any of the women he’d come in contact with over the last two years, hadn’t allowed himself to, but after a few minutes in this one’s presence, he was battling urges he’d thought were buried deep. She’d reawakened long dormant feelings of…desire.
    Maybe he’d stop by her place to check on her. Just to be neighborly. It couldn’t hurt. She couldn’t like him any less than she already did. Jake showered and inhaled a slice of cold pizza before heading out to open the clinic. The schedule was full, and there were always walk-in patients, as well as folks who dropped by to chat. The phone was already ringing when he unlocked the door. He smiled. Another day in paradise.
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    Meg threw the last of the blankets onto the passenger seat and ticked off another item on her mental to-do list. The day had brought a new optimism, a feeling of promise, and the lead weight of grief in her chest lightened a little. The cabin was clean, the bedding stripped. The physical exertion of scrubbing the little house felt good, and she was energized even though she’d gotten very little sleep last night thanks to a certain sexy stranger and rampant, impure thoughts about him. She locked up the cabin and headed to town.
    Traffic was surprisingly heavy again today. Campers and motor homes took up more than their fair share of the narrow road. Meg wanted to get to the Laundromat and bank before she hit the hardware store for a new lock and finally the grocery store. She laughed at the fact that a week ago, her neck would have been knotted with tension at being stuck in traffic. Here, she wasn’t in a hurry. She wasn’t on a schedule, didn’t have a mountain of paperwork to dive into or non-stop ringing phones to answer. Funny how quickly she’d gotten used to the slower pace and stress-free days.
    The Laundromat sat on the corner of the next intersection, and Meg eased around a large pickup truck to make the turn into the parking lot. She stepped from the car and had no more than closed the door when screeching brakes and blaring horns filled the air, followed by the distressed yelps of an animal. Meg’s head shot up in time to see a black and white Border Collie limping across the road.
    “Oh no, Skip.” The words were out of her mouth before she realized what she was saying. Of course, it couldn’t be Skip, but the injured dog bore such a resemblance to her childhood pet that she found herself sprinting toward the sound of the whimpers