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here was such a good idea any more. The more
her fingernails had sunk into his flesh, the easier it was to convince him of
this lie.
    Now that she’d let him go, his body’s reaction to the
release was throwing him for a loop.

Chapter Four
    Julia did not want this man to leave. Besides,
there was plenty of room inside the boarding house for another to stay. So what
if she would need to rearrange a few things? Vacate her room, for a start. She
needed the money. One more boarder wouldn’t hurt anyone. Anyone that is, except
her rather angelic conscience, and her father’s worrisome attitude.
    It’s just that rearranging rooms wasn’t on her to-do
list for the day, when having other issues labeled as priorities.
    “Can’t go anywhere without a ride,” he said, stepping
away from her.
    Julia pulled her gaze from his without hesitation.
“Oh. Yeah. That.”
    The only real reason for wanting him to stay exactly where
he was, now that he was here, was she didn’t want the likes of one very
sinister Rachel Rosebud to sink her claws into this man. His money was as good
as anyone else’s. And she did not want to lose him on the account of being too
jittery…or too awestruck! He might be gorgeous, but she could certainly get
past that. And Niagara Falls was a tiny trickle over a few rocks. She wasn’t
kidding anyone.
    “As I said, I could come on back a little later on,
Little Darlin’. Ain’t a big deal, and would probably do my legs a bit of good
to get a mile or so of walking into them. Lord knows I’ve been sitting on my
backside long enough.”
    “You’re here. You will stay.” Determination to this
came quickly.
    God! She was making a mess of this windfall. And he
was looking at her as if she was a stark raving lunatic gone hog wild.
    “How about this? You just sit down again and I’ll go get
something to drink. That is, both of us something to drink,” she politely
corrected. “Then, I will try and scrounge up a big red book I need you to sign.
Rooms are three hundred dollars for the week; this includes breakfast, but only
breakfast.” Her frown subconsciously pinched her lips, Julia hating its
presence. After this week, she might have to raise the price of the rooms. She
couldn’t handle all these men and no woman in sight.
    But…she’d have to get past this week first, wouldn’t
she?
    “I have only a single bed to offer you,” she said.
    He gave her a hasty wink. “That’s very appreciative.
But could you make mine a double?”
    “Excuse me?” She must be plundering her way through this
conversation because she’d lost track of what they were really talking about. A
double what?
    “The offer of a drink—a double would hit the spot.”
    Jeez! For a moment she’d thought he meant something quite
different, and it wouldn’t have been a something she would be able to deal
with. Perhaps when the air wasn’t so incredibly thick inside the room, and she
could gather her scrambling thoughts, since being able to breathe with a man like
him so near was turning itself into a task beyond doable.
    “I was just teasin’, Little Darlin’. Whatever you’re
havin’, I’ll be havin’.” His smile turned contagious, and very tempting.
    “Is orange juice acceptable? With you, that is?” Damn.
She’d almost fallen for his trap.
    “Orange juice is great, Darlin’. Thanks a bunch.”
    A quick nod of her head, an even quicker escape to the
relative safety of the kitchen area, Julia stuck her whole body inside her
great-grandmother’s well-used refrigerator, hoping to cool her rising temp. He
could get her this hot, and she didn’t even know his name yet? Well, there were
far worse things to endure in life than having a lack of information to a man’s
name.
    Once cooled to satisfaction, she poured two glasses of
orange juice and carried them straight to the living room. She found the man
stuffing his mouth with one of her muffins. He swallowed what remained inside
it, looking guilty.
    “Sorry.