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instinct?”
    “Sorry, I hate to pop your bubble, but these dreams of you are the only foolishness I'll lay claim to.” She paused. “Are you coming with me?”
    “I'm always with you.” A silence and then haltingly, “But it may be difficult for me to get through. The darkness . . .”
    “Is that skeleton you, baby?” Eve whispered. “Please. Tell me.”
    “I'm not sure. I can't tell if the darkness is for you or for me. . . .”
             
    WHEN EVE WOKE, the palest glimmer lightened the horizon. She stayed in bed for another twenty minutes, watching the dawn creep over the ocean. Strange, she didn't feel as rested as she usually did after dreaming of Bonnie. She was a little uneasy. A psychiatrist would say the dreams were a catharsis, a way of handling her loss without going insane—and he'd probably be right. The dreams had started about a year after Fraser was executed, and their effect was positive. So she'd be damned if she'd go to some shrink to try to rid herself of them. A memory of love never did anyone any harm.
    She swung her legs to the floor. Time to stop brooding and get moving. She had to pack and meet Joe at the house at eight.
    And say a final good-bye to Logan.
             
    “ YOU LOOK LIKE you're visiting a dying friend.” Logan was coming down the stairs when she reached the hall. “Are you ready to go?”
    She braced herself. “Yes.”
    “Where's Quinn?”
    “Waiting in the Jeep. Logan, I never—”
    “I know.” He waved dismissively. “Come on, let's get going.”
    “You're coming with us?”
    “Don't look so wary. Only as far as the heliport.” He took her elbow and nudged her toward the door. “I won't be left here like a forlorn lover. That's bullshit. I'm hereby kicking you off my island. Don't ever come back.” He smiled crookedly. “Unless it's tomorrow, or next month or next year. Come to think of it, I might accept you if you hurry back in the next decade. Otherwise, forget it.”
    She smiled with relief. “Thanks, Logan.”
    “For making it easy for you? Hell, there's no way I'd taint your memory of our time here. We were too good together.” He opened the front door. “You're a special woman, Eve. I don't want to lose you. If you don't want me as a lover, I'll be your friend. It will take a little while for me to adjust, but it will happen. I'll make it happen.”
    She reached up and kissed his cheek. “You're already my friend. I was a mess when I came here with you. No one could have been more generous or done more for me than you during this last year.”
    He looked down at her and smiled. “I haven't given up, you know. I want a hell of a lot more. This is just the first stage of a sneak attack.”
    “You never give up. That's one of the things that's so wonderful about you.”
    “See, you're already appreciative of my sterling qualities. I intend to capitalize on that and move forward.” He pushed her toward the Jeep, where Joe waited. “Come on, you'll miss your helicopter.”
             
    THE HELICOPTER WAS already sitting on the tarmac when Joe pulled into the heliport.
    “May I speak to you a moment, Quinn?” Logan asked politely.
    Joe had been expecting it. “Get on board and buckle up, Eve. I'll be right with you.”
    She gave them both a wary glance but didn't interfere.
    When she was in the helicopter Logan asked, “It's not Bonnie, is it?”
    “It could be.”
    “You son of a
bitch
.”
    Joe didn't respond.
    “Do you know how much this is going to hurt her?”
    “Yes.”
    “But you don't care. You wanted her to come back and you used Bonnie to do it.”
    “She wouldn't have thanked me if I hadn't told her about the skeleton.”
    “I could break your neck.”
    “I know. But it wouldn't be the intelligent thing to do. You've done a good job of making Eve grateful as well as sad. The last thing you want is for her to leave on a sour note. That would make it much more difficult to draw her back.”
    Logan drew