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tell.”
    “Come on, Toby!” Rich protested. “Don’t tell me you’ve lived like a monk all these years.”
    Toby knew his cousins would be shocked if he told them how seldom he’d indulged in feminine company…and how dissatisfying those few encountershad been. “Guys, those women are like the ones who hang out in a bar hoping to pick up a man for the night.”
    Russ frowned, considering his words. Rich grinned. “Some of them aren’t so bad.”
    “Yeah, but do you want one of them as mother to your children?”
    Rich frowned then. “Of course not! But one night doesn’t make a marriage.”
    “Depends on whether or not you’re lucky, friend,” Toby pointed out. “If you play with fire, you can get burned.”
    “You sound like Dad,” Rich protested.
    “Uncle Pete is a pretty smart man. Besides, there are some great ladies around here.”
    “I haven’t seen you courting anyone,” Rich said. “I think you’re just saving all those models for yourself.”
    “Models aren’t interested in settling down.”
    “That’s the good part,” Rich explained. “Neither am I.”
    Toby chuckled and shook his head. He’d try to knock some sense into Rich’s head later.
    “Toby?”
    The feminine voice brought him to an immediate stop. He’d recognize Elizabeth’s tones anywhere. Turning slowly, he said, “Yes, Elizabeth?”
    “Could I talk to you a minute?”
    “How about after I clean up?”
    “It won’t take long.”
    She had an anxious look on her face, and he couldn’t reject her. So much for being strong. “Yeah, sure. I’ll be in in a minute, guys.”
    There was a bench on the porch of the Pad. Without any urging on his part, Elizabeth sat down. She was still wearing the blue-jean jumper and pale blue blouse she’d worn to school that morning. Her blue eyes looked huge.
    He put a booted foot on the bench but didn’t sit down. He didn’t trust himself to get that close. “What is it?”
    “Uh, I’m supposed to— You’re really staying?”
    Toby drew a deep breath, taking in her sweet scent. His hands tingled with the desire to touch her, to press her against him and tell her he’d stay forever if she wanted him to.
    But ever since he’d realized, the summer she turned sixteen, that his feelings for Elizabeth weren’t cousinly, he’d fought them. Elizabeth was his cousin, even if not by blood. His father would be horrified if he admitted the truth. And the one thing in life he wanted to accomplish was to make Jake proud. Not shame him.
    “Why do you want to know?”
    She gave him a funny stare. “But you said—”
    “Okay, I’m staying, at least for a while. What do you want?”
    “Abby—you remember Abby Gaylord, don’t you?”
    “Yeah.” He was getting impatient. It was drainingto resist Elizabeth and he was already tired. Who cared about Abby Gaylord?
    “She wanted me to ask you— We have the Halloween festival for the area, remember, at school?”
    “Yeah!” he snapped, wondering where this was going.
    Elizabeth stood and crossed her arms over her chest. “You don’t have to growl at me. I’m asking you because Abby asked me to.”
    “What? What are you asking me?” he persisted, trying to sound like a reasonable man when she was driving him crazy.
    “She wondered if you’d sign autographs for a dollar and give the money to the teachers’ fund.”
    The teachers’ fund? That hadn’t been what Toby expected. “What’s the teachers’ fund?”
    “We try to make money each year and give a scholarship to a deserving student. And the rest is used to buy cards, or goodbye gifts, or flowers for funerals, things like that.”
    “Are you a member?”
    “Of course I am. Will you do it?”
    “I don’t usually charge for autographs.”
    “But it’s for a good cause.”
    With a sigh, he said, “Yeah, okay.” As he took his foot down and turned to go in the Pad, she stopped him again.
    “Wait!”
    “What? I agreed.”
    “I know but—but Abby had another