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hard work breaking his back and music to shut out the rest of the world. It would be good hard labor, something he was going to need with Kara under his nose. He stepped outside and, speak of the devil, there she was, walking up the steps. Ten minutes and she was already back. Worst idea ever and Whitney would see eventually that this was never going to work.
    If Kara had shed any of those tears that had filled her eyes in the orchard, the evidence of it was gone. She shifted her stance and stared somewhere off over his shoulder. “I forgot my portfolio.”
    “Okay.”
    She rubbed her hands over her hips and tapped her fingers on her thighs. “I left it on Whitney’s desk and wanted to flip through it tonight now that I know what produce you have.”
    He stepped aside, and the wind picked up the sweet scent off her and surrounded him with it. She started by, but he stopped her. The sight of her again was too raw against his skin. Too sudden back in his life. The touch of her arm against his palm too fresh and her perfume intoxicated him and swam through his veins.
    Her gaze finally lifted to his and a small ball of hope filled him that perhaps something had changed. Maybe now her skin tingled and bunched because of his touch like that one elusive time when he’d put his mouth to her shoulder. That when she looked at him with her eyes searching him like they were, all she could think of was getting her hands on him. That maybe he was wrong all those years ago.
    Not wasting time, he pulled her to him and dropped his mouth over hers as her eyes widened. Maybe, just maybe, he could kiss the passion into her. Kiss her until she felt the same so she would know how his heart pounded when she glanced at him. Know what it was like to want someone as badly as he did. It didn’t work all those years ago, but he was desperate. He would never make it day in and day out having her at this reachable, but untouchable, distance.
    She stiffened. A squeak mumbled past her lips even as he pressed more firmly across her mouth. It wasn’t enough. He had to show her more. He pulled out the band holding her hair back. The brown strands were softer than he remembered. Silky between his fingers and so very easy to imagine fanned across his chest and shoulders. The picture of her against him didn’t distract him enough to notice that she wasn’t responding. Wanting so much and not getting it, he pressed more one last time, swiped his tongue over the seal of her lips. But she didn’t open for him. Didn’t soften, moan or wrap her arms around his neck.
    Every last inch of his body came alive when she stood so near. It didn’t matter what he did, she didn’t have a similar reaction. How it was possible to want someone so much when she didn’t want him back, he’d never be able to explain. Would pay someone to explain it to him. He could damn well say what it felt like. Sharpened razors twisting in his chest, leaving him bleeding and hurting as he straightened and pulled away.
    She stood there. Her eyes wide as she stared.
    He mumbled apologies and got the hell away. So long as she was in town, he feared he’d never be able to get away far enough. He needed to figure out something, anything to find a way to work around her when she didn’t want anything to do with him. His track record was shit.
    In the past half hour he’d pissed her off, made her cry and now manhandled her. Or was that sexual assault? His head spun. Around the side of the house and out of her view, he stopped and rested in a squat with his hand flat to the ground as his world finished turning.
    The last time he’d drunk himself out of his mind was the night Kara had flipped him the bird and left town. He’d stayed that way for days on his brother’s couch. He swore he’d never do that again.
    The idea was suddenly appealing.

Chapter Three
    Just grabbed her and kissed her! Ten minutes later and back at her old house, Kara’s lips were still tingling.
    For a moment