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foot to foot. “But it’s not who I am at all,” she said, as if desperate for him to understand and still accept her.
    He nodded in grateful understanding. He didn’t want a spoiled princess in his life—and if he had his way, this understated woman would, at the very least, end up in his bed. Still, she was clearly the kind of girl he’d be taking his time with, and he appreciated that about her.
    “So back to the house on the hill,” he said. “Faith and Ethan Barron live there now, and they’re nothing like Faith’s parents, who were the previous owners.”
    “That’s unusual,” she murmured.
    He nodded. “It is. And yet it’s very right. You and Faith have a lot in common. She’s down to earth and sweet.” Nicole blushed, but Sam merely continued. “Now that you’re living here, I’m sure you’ll meet them at one point or another.”
    She smiled. “I’ll look forward to it.”
    “Wantto sit?” Sam pointed to the empty bench beneath the white gazebo.
    She nodded and walked up the few steps, easing down on the wooden seat. He settled in beside her.
    “This is the best part of the summer,” she said, relaxing and leaning back.
    “What is?”
    “This time of day. The sun doesn’t set until late. When I was younger, my sister and I would stay outside until it turned dark.” Her lips lifted upward at the memory. “We’d play games and make up stories. Anything to avoid going back into that cold, empty house with people who . . . people like my parents.” She shivered but clammed up, obviously realizing she’d said more than she wanted to.
    As far as Sam was concerned, she hadn’t said enough.
    “Thanks for showing me this place.” She stretched her legs out in front of her and let out a blissful sigh.
    His groin responded to the sound. “My pleasure. So . . . you told me why you chose Serendipity, but why the move in the first place?” He asked the question dogging him since he’d discovered she was here.
    She turned to face him, her gaze serious. “Because I was finished living my life for others.”
    He already knew that meant her parents.
    “I liked the town . . . and the people from when I was in town before. Despite the horrible situation, I felt a connection here.”
    She didn’t shift her gaze from his, warming him with her statement, which clearly included him.
    “I’m here for me.” She shrugged. “It was really that simple.”
    So much . . . and so little revealed, Sam thought, intrigued by her. “What are your plans?”
    “Eventually I want to open up a specialty bake shop, but I’ll start by seeing if there’s someone here who’ll hire me while I’m getting my bearings in town. I want to do some research on the area and make sure there’s a need for what I’m offering before I invest.”
    “There was a bakery off Main Street that closed down a while back. Not because they couldn’t sustain business, but it was too much for the couple who owned it.”
    “Hmm. I’ll have to look into it.”
    “It’s smart that you’re not rushing into something. Taking your time to understand whether a business is viable is an intelligent move.”
    Again, her cheeks flushed a deep shade. “Thank you.”
    Unable to stop himself, he reached out and twirled a strand of her dark hair around his finger. “Would it bother you if I said I couldn’t stop thinking about you after you left town?”
    She gazed at him through her thick lashes. “Only if it doesn’t bother you to know I felt the same way.” Her husky voice tripped the lever on his banked desire.
    “Good to know.” He tugged on her hair and she leaned in closer, their mouths inches apart.
    God, he wanted to taste her, to explore this living, breathing desire that shimmered between them. And when her tongue swept out, moistening her lips, the unpracticed move broke his control. Covering the distance between them, he brushed his lips over hers and she welcomed him with a soft sigh of acceptance. But she held