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the Grand Prix, but Declan didn’t need to know that.
    She threw open the locks and turned the knob. And there was Declan, holding a bouquet of daisies and yellow roses. She couldn’t stop herself from blurting out, “How did you know?”
    He smiled, a slow seductive movement of lips that drew her attention to that sumptuous mouth of his. “I saw the pictures on the bookcase. Most of them have you with medals or trophies, holding bouquets of one or the other. I took a logical leap and put them together.”
    Maura took the flowers from him, walked to the kitchen, and heard him close the door. She hoped tilting her head down would keep him from noticing the hot flush on her cheeks.
    Giving herself a little breathing room, she searched through several cabinets before she chose a vase to hold the lovely flowers. Then she unwrapped the bouquet, snipped the ends, and placed them one by one into the vase.
    When she finally looked up at him, he was right there. He reached for her, tilting her chin up toward him, and he lowered his lips onto hers.
    It was a gentle brush of lips. Such a soul-searing caress! It made her cheeks hot again.
    His grin widened. “I did that on purpose. You shouldn’t try to hide a response from me. I like seeing how”—he kissed her again—“I make you react.”
    She gave herself over to the kisses and the sensations as his arms wrapped around her tightly. Her height made it easier for her to reach him. On tiptoes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him in the perfect position for her response, a truly mind-blowing kiss.
    His hands molded their bodies to each other. The fit was extraordinary. Where he was hard, she was soft, and where there was need, there was a definite want. Hearing him moan made her smile. She could stand here all night.
    An alarm sounded on her phone. She pulled back and looked at him. “That’s my phone. We have to go.”
    He looked taken aback. His eyebrows lifted. “Are you sure?”
    Nodding her head, she calmly turned away from him and picked up the phone, her purse, and the picnic basket. “Absolutely! It took me ages to get this appointment. It’s a surprise. C’mon, let’s go.”
    He pursed his lips. “Just…uh…give me a minute.” He leaned against the counter, obviously unhappy about her choice. Taking a few deep breaths, his eyes bored into her head as she walked around and headed for the front door.
    She laughed softly to herself. Now, that was cool. It was Declan’s turn…to take a little time…to meditate.

Chapter 4
    Standing on the sheer cliffs at the Torrey Pines Gliderport in La Jolla was humbling. This place made her feel like a tiny pebble among giant boulders, and she had to shake off the queasy sensation in her stomach when she looked down. Maura knew she wasn’t a woman who gave in to the fear of heights, but this was seriously high. It wasn’t a backflip off a balance beam with foot-and-a-half pads to land on.
    Below her, she could see people playing volleyball, like ants in the dirt. Their small dot-like representation was probably better suited to her sensibility, as that was a nudist beach. So if she plunged to her death while paragliding, she guessed the view would probably be good, or at least amusing.
    She pulled on the sleeves of her long-sleeve shirt. It wasn’t that she was hiding her scars. She’d long ago made peace with that. Rather, she was preparing for the temperature to drop as the sun set.
    â€œMaura, are we paragliding?” Declan walked over to where she stood and slung an arm around her shoulder. “Why did you choose this activity?”
    â€œIt’s on my bucket list. And since yesterday’s experience, I thought I should stop dithering and start working on it.” A nervous feeling surged through her, and she wondered if she should rethink this evening’s entertainment. When she made