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spread all the way into the man’s eyes. “Now you just hold it right there! No land can be that important! The girl won’t sell, so you and I are finished! Right here and now!”
    Those cold eyes raked over him before the man pulled his gloves out of his pocket and pushed his fingers into them. He stood for a moment and regarded the small law office. It wasn’t grand by any means. Simple and neat. Family portraits hung on one wall and a law degree was proudly displayed on the opposite one. His eyes traveled the length of each wall before returning to him. Clark felt a chill swept his frame as he met those icy depths.
    “I agree. You have absolutely no use.”
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    Just as the afternoon sun was giving way to evening, Roshelle signed her name to the work order that would see the final end to her grandmother’s house. A rather hefty workman nodded approval at her before he wandered down the hillside and got back into his truck.
    She would rebuild. Something drove her to that action. Roshelle wasn’t sure just what it was. She just couldn’t shake the feeling that something wanted to drive her off of this point on the globe.
    Not something… Him .
    Turning her attention away from the charred remains of the house, she focused her eyes in the direction of the top of the mountain. It was almost as if the tree-studded landscape held the answer to her mental dilemma.
    It was strange that the only good memory she held of that day her house burned was of shutting him out of her mind. Nothing else seemed to be embedded inside her brain, but she clearly recalled the precise probing of her thoughts.
    This was ridiculous! There was not a witch living up the hill! Yanking her jacket off the passenger seat of her car, she sent the door closed with a shove.
    If she could walk up that mountain when she was a child, she could just do it again today. Because he better get used to the idea of having a neighbor. Roshelle wasn’t selling her land!
    Twilight descended but Roshelle kept moving. The dark didn’t bother her. No, having her thoughts invaded did!
    She stopped at the summit. The mountains rose up further in front of her but this was the highest point she could see from back on her grandmother’s land. A wide smile split her face. There! So much for childhood fears! She wasn’t a pillar of stone nor was she turning into a frog.
    There was never any dream specter. She was in shock, pure and simple. It was the traumatic backslide resulting from injuring another human being. Instead of worrying so much about her dreams, she should apply her concern to hoping that the guy wasn’t planning on suing her.
    “You’re trespassing.”
    He formed from nothing but darkness. His hand snaked around her throat and pulled her back against a solid wall of flesh. Her fingers dug into that hand, frantically trying to pull it away.
    Jared hadn’t noticed how petite she was. Her head barely reached his collarbone. Controlling his grip, he stood firm as she struggled in panic.
    Considering her emotions, Jared found his suspicions crumbling. There was too much innocence inside her. Locking his arm over her waist, he continued to hold their bodies together. It intensified his link and he was just enjoying it far too much.
    Her body fit into his. He let his eyes slide down the smooth column of her throat and over the mounds of her breasts. Releasing her throat, he trailed his fingers over her neck and smiled. His body jumped with anticipation as he filled his lungs with her scent.
    She couldn’t panic. Roshelle repeated it over and over. Her body wouldn’t obey. She was shaking like a leaf in a windstorm. His body burned along every millimeter of her back. He didn’t allow her even the smallest gaps between their bodies, instead she was pressed to him. Her eyes suddenly widened as her back felt the very clear evidence of his arousal. The thick erection seemed to set off a pulse of sensation deep inside her body.
    “You shouldn’t be