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Bishop?" Donna practically gushed with enthusiasm and pleasure. "Tallie's brother. The baseball player." She pumped Caleb's hand. "I've heard so much about the Bishop brothers from Tallie that I feel as if I know all three of you."
    "I'm sure she told you that I'm the handsome one." Caleb's smile widened. "By the way, how do you know Tallie? You weren't one of her high school friends. Believe me, I'd remember if you were."
    Oh, yeah, Sheila thought. Her he would remember.
    Donna laughed, obviously charmed by the man who still held her hand. "Actually, I met Tallie when I was dating Peyton." She chucked at his puzzled expression. "Oh, there wasn't anything serious between your brother-in-law and me. We were just friends."
    Sheila rose from the chair, squared her broad shoulders and stood beside Donna. Might as well let Caleb get a good look at the two of us, side-by-side, get the comparison over with and come to the conclusion that any man would—that Donna Fields was a beautiful desirable woman and Sheila Vance was a big, plain country girl.
    "Your car's ready," Sheila said. "I've got your bill."
    Donna rummaged in her purse, pulled out a credit card and handed it to Sheila. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I have an evening class, so I have to rush back to Marshallton for a dinner date with a colleague."
    "We'll have to get together soon." Sheila processed the bill, then returned the card to Donna. She pulled a set of keys off a nearby hook. "Here's your keys. Your Corvette's parked in the side lot."
    Donna took the keys, gave Sheila a quick hug and whispered in her ear, "Is Susan pregnant yet?"
    "Not yet," Sheila replied softly. "Keep your fingers crossed. She and Lowell are going in for some tests next week."
    Donna shook her head, then turned to Caleb. "Nice to have finally met one of Tallie's brothers."
    "Would you be interested in seeing more of one of Tallie's brothers?" Caleb asked.
    "Oh, that's a tempting offer, but I'm afraid I'll have to decline. You see, I'm taking a group of my students from the junior college to England during spring break and I'm going to be terribly busy from now until we leave."
    "Maybe when you get back."
    "Maybe. If you're still in Crooked Oak."
    Caleb watched the strikingly lovely redhead's departure, every male instinct within him admiring the sway of her shapely hips.
    "Donna's a beautiful woman, isn't she?" Sheila commented.
    Caleb suddenly realized that Sheila had witnessed his practiced come-on to Donna. Damn! When it came to pretty women, he seemed powerless to stop himself from flirting. Sometimes the flirting led to other things, but more often than not, it didn't. However, Sheila would probably judge his actions as those of a philandering jock. After all, he did have the reputation, didn't he? And if he were completely honest with himself, he'd have to admit that the reputation had been fairly earned.
    "Yeah, she is beautiful," Caleb said, then turned his attention to Sheila. "So … do you think I should ask her out when she gets back from England?"
    "That's entirely up to you," Sheila said.
    "What kind of woman is she?"
    "A very nice lady."
    "Too nice for me?"
    "I didn't say that."
    "Do you think we'd make a good pair?" he asked.
    "In some ways," Sheila said. "Just like you, Donna isn't interested in a commitment. She dates, but she never gets serious about anyone."
    "A woman after my own heart." Caleb chuckled. "So Donna likes to play around and—"
    "She's a widow who's still in love with her husband. She dates, but she doesn't play around, so if you want a sex partner—and I'm sure you do—then Donna's probably the wrong choice."
    "What about you, Sheila? Are you a woman who's still in love with her husband?"
    I was never in love with Daniel Vance. But I can hardly tell you that fact, any more than I can tell you that Danny is your son or that you're the man I fell in love with when I was just a foolish teenage girl.
    "A part of me will always love Daniel." And I will always