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but you did give up your flannel and had to cross the bay in nothing but a flimsy T-shirt.” Her gaze flicked over his chest, and he resisted the urge to flex.
    That glance alone did more to heat him up than ten cups of chamomile could.
    She snapped her fingers as if to break the spell between them. “I hung up your shirt in the bathroom, but maybe it would dry faster in front of this fire.”
    She scooted forward on her chair and he held up his hand. “I’ll get it. Tell me where.”
    “Down the hall past the staircase, through the door and the bathroom’s the first room on your right. Those quarters are separate from the rest of the B and B.”
    He pushed up from the chair, taking his cup with him. He made a detour to the kitchen and placed it in the sink.
    Nina called from the other room. “You could’ve asked for something stronger.”
    “I hate drinking alone.”
    She turned in her seat as he came out of the kitchen and she cocked her head. “How’d you know I wouldn’t join you? You didn’t ask.”
    “You seemed hell-bent on tea.” He shrugged and ducked behind the staircase.
    Idiot. He planted the heel of his hand against his forehead. If his boss could see the way he was conducting this assignment, Coburn would pull his secret agent card.
    He pushed open the door to the small bathroom and snagged his shirt from the shower curtain rod.
    His hand hovered at the corner of the medicine cabinet and then he abruptly turned and exited the bathroom. He was here to watch over Nina, not spy on her.
    His agency didn’t suspect her of any wrongdoing and she deserved her privacy.
    He shook out the still-damp shirt in front of him as he returned to the great room. After he’d boarded the boat to go after Nina, he suspected he might have to go into the water after her, so he’d stashed his weapon and shoulder holster on the neighbors’ boat. He hoped they didn’t decide to take it out for a spin.
    The fire was in its full glory, and the glow from the flames cast an aura over Nina, backlighting her dark hair as she turned toward him and giving her face a rosy sheen.
    “Is it still wet?”
    “A little.” He dragged an ottoman in front of the fireplace and spread his shirt on top of it. “This should do the trick.”
    He sprawled in his chair, wedging his ankle on the opposite knee. “So what made you come out here and open a B and B?”
    “I grew up here, and it seemed like a good idea to come home and try to get this place back into shape. My mom and stepdad ran it until...their health failed. That’s why it’s just a mess now.”
    “Sorry.” He opened his mouth to say more, but a horn from a boat bellowed outside. “What is that? Sounds like an angry moose.”
    “That—” she struggled to her feet from the deep chair “—is the county rescue boat. They must be pulling my craft into the dock.”
    Jase snatched his warm shirt from the ottoman and stuffed his arms into the sleeves. “I’ll go have a look.”
    “I’ll join you. It’s my boat.” She slipped her feet into a pair of clogs and grabbed a hoodie from a hook by the front door.
    Sure enough, the big red Harbor Patrol boat had backed Nina’s damaged craft against her dock.
    They approached a member of the rescue team who was leaning over the side of the boat and writing something on a clipboard.
    “Afternoon, folks. This your boat?”
    “It’s mine.” Nina waved her hand. “I made the call.”
    “You must be Bruce and Lori’s girl.”
    “That’s right. I’m Nina Moore.”
    “Well, Nina Moore. I’m afraid I have some bad news for you.”
    Jase instinctively stepped in front of Nina. “What’s the bad news?”
    “This hole here?” The man jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “Someone did that on purpose.”

Chapter Four
    Jack Coburn had been right about this assignment and the need to watch over Skinner’s ex-fianceé. Someone had Nina in his crosshairs already.
    Two vertical lines formed between Nina’s eyebrows, and