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    H oldi n g a tr a y l aden w ith sand w ich e s and a p i t cher of iced lemonade, J or d an a s s es s ed her work force f rom j u st in s ide the f ront doo r w a y as N ic k , s a w in hand, c ut an o ther p iece of t wo by four rep l acement wood t o put the ra i li n g back t o gethe r . A f t er sh e ’ d dire c t ed him t o Sc o t t ’ s pletho r a of t oo l s ke p t out back in the ove r s t uf f ed g ar a ge, N ick had been out here hard at work for hou r s as the mi t er s a w bu z zed and the b u s t ed bal u st r ade, once ag ain, t ook shap e . S he w at ched as he p icked up a hammer and be g an t o na i l the wood in p l ace, the m u s cl e s bunchi n g in h i s a r m s w it h eac h whac k o f th e ma l le t .
    S h e sucke d i n a breat h . I t ha d bee n a lo ng tim e s ince sh e ’ d fel t att ra c tio n to a ma n . N o t onl y w a s P elica n P o in te a s ma l l t o w n w ithou t a n ove r a bun d anc e o f s i n g l e g u y s , m o s t o f whom wer e thi r t y-pl u s y ea r s he r s enio r , sh e lived pret t y muc h ou t i n th e booni e s . T h e cl o se s t thi ng to a hunk sh e ’ d s ee n recentl y w a s th e U PS ma n. He gave he r a thre e - minu t e -th r il l onc e i n a wh i l e whe n h e delivere d wha t e ver sh e man a ge d to orde r onlin e.
    B u t e ve n thoug h sh e had n ’ t ha d s e x i n for e ve r , J or d an appre c i at e d w at chi n g a fi t , in-shap e mal e s w i n g a hammer and work a s a w . H e ’ d shed h i s b l ack j acke t , which had hidden a s et of r ipped a b s. N o w , the thin f a b r ic of h i s T -shi r t clu n g t o h i s s wea t y body in clum p s. S ince the d a y had g ro w n qui t e w a rm , she found he r s elf w i shi n g h e ’ d s imply ta ke off the shi r t . S he w at ched, though as he s eemed t o delight in the wo r k at hand as though he enjo y ed bei n g ou t doo r s. E ve r y s o of t en he s t opped t o bask in the sunshine holdi n g h i s face up t o the clou d l es s s k y wh i le h i s lo n gi sh b l ack hair hu n g around h i s face in d amp c ur l s.
    W h i le he s eemed t o t a ke pleasure in the ocean breeze cooli n g off the heat f rom h i s bod y , J or d an t ook delight in the w a y he packed him s elf in t o a pair of jeans.
    S he needed t o get a g r i p . A nd fas t .
    The minu t e she s t epped out on t o the s a g g i n g porch, their e y e s me t . S he did n ’t im a g ine the pu l l in her lower be l ly beca u s e i t a l l bu t y anke d he r ou t o f a l u st-packe d d a y drea m . “ Y ou ’ ve been out here for hou r s. H ow a bout a sand w ich?”
    “ I coul d ea t . T han k s . ” H e s e t do w n th e hamme r , t ook th e t r a y f ro m he r , pu t i t do w n be t wee n the m o n th e s t e p s. A s s o o n a s h i s but t hi t th e wood , h e p icke d u p a ha m and che e s e sand w ic h an d du g i n . “ M mmm , th i s i s n ’ t th e cold sand w ic h I expe c t ed . ” T h e ha m w a s w a r m an d covere d w ith mel t e d mo z zare l l a , th e brea d c r us t y an d s meare d w it h a t a n g y do ll o p o f s om e k i n d o f t a s t y s p ic e.
    A little in s e c ure when it came t o her c ulina r y s k il l s, J or d an could n ’t help but as k , “ H o w ’ s it t as t e?” T en t a t ive, she sat do w n on the o ther s ide of the tr a y on the t op s t e p , w at chi n g him ea t . H e m u st h a ve been r a veno u s, she though t , as she p icked up one of her o w n conco c tions and dug i n .
    “ D eli c io u s . W h at ’ s tha t s p ic e i n th e m ay o?”
    “ P e s t o . I t g iv e s i t a littl e e x t ra k ic k . ”
    “ I ’ l l s a y . ”
    “ I g o t the s t udio clean, we l l, clean - e r . ”
    Af t er t wo t ou r s in I raq, he could sleep in a ba r n. “ I ’ m sure it’ l l be fin e . ”
    A n a w k w ard s i lence d es cended. S h e ’ d spent such a lo n g time here alone, it felt st r a n ge t o be in a p os ition of h a v i n g