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before. They parted for half an hour, during which she bought his gift. By the time they’d gotten back home, he’d managed to avoid crowds and had signed only two autographs the entire day. Each time someone recognized him, they made a quick escape and found an entirely new place to shop. He was as adept at acting pleased to meet his fans as he was at ducking them at first opportunity.
    Holly couldn’t remember a more fun or sexually charged day. His cologne turned her on and kept her aroused with each breath she took, and he never stopped touching her. Either he held her hand as they walked, his palm tucked against hers, or he cupped the small of her back, steering her this way and that. Whatever they did, he made certain they were connected the entire afternoon, and, as a result, her body tingled with awareness.
    At the train station in Acton, they slid into the car and Dylan turned towards her, one hand over her headrest. “So what next?”
    Holly’s heart pounded hard in her chest. She’d wrestled with this all afternoon, wondering if she could really have Dylan in her apartment and still be the same when he returned to L.A. Probably not, but it didn’t matter. Given the chance to be with him, how could she turn him away?
    Her gaze met his. “I still have to finish decorating my tree. I could make you dinner in exchange for your help,” she offered.
    If he turned down this not-so-subtle invitation as he had turned her down last night, she was finished playing his getting-to-know-each-other-again game.
    He reached a hand out and caressed her cheek. “I’d love that,” he said, the smile on his face evident in his voice.
    Tremors of excitement shot through her, and as he turned the engine over, her stomach rolled with anticipation at the night to come.
    *     *     *
    Whoever said you couldn’t come home again didn’t know Holly Evans, Dylan thought. Her apartment was cozy and made him feel welcome and at ease. While she put something together for dinner, Dylan kept himself busy stringing the lights on her tree. He couldn’t believe the Holly he knew, who loved Christmas, hadn’t decorated her apartment before now, but her hectic schedule was his gain. He put his own touches on her tree, and in doing so, he hoped he was making a definite mark in her life.
    He heard her footsteps as she walked in to join him. His gaze was immediately drawn to the way the tight denim jeans molded to her hips and thighs. Still slender, she’d filled out in a womanly way that made him hard just looking at her. It wasn’t desire alone that beckoned to him, but also the sense of fulfillment and belonging he found only with her.
    Today had shown him that his memories were but shadows of reality. Together they could share so much, if he could convince her to open her heart to him again.
    “Hi, there,” he said.
    “Hi. Dinner should be ready in about forty-five minutes. I hope you like frozen lasagna because when I offered to cook, I forgot I hadn’t been shopping in a while. We’re lucky I was able to find something to defrost so we could eat at all.” She knelt down and sat on the hardwood floor.
    “I’d have been happy to take you out, but I’m happier to have more time alone.” He patted the empty space beside him, but she kept her distance.
    She smiled, but after a day of laughter and relaxed fun, he recognized forced cheer when he saw it. “What’s wrong?”
    She glanced down, rubbing her palms against her jeans. “I just had some time to think, and I can’t help but have questions. A lot of them, actually.”
    “Like?” he asked, prepared to deal with whatever was on her mind.
    She lifted her gaze to meet his. “Like why you left so suddenly and why you came back into my life the same way.”
    He nodded slowly, glancing up at the empty tree top, wondering where to begin. Hoping he wouldn’t push her further away.
    Though she sat cross-legged on the floor next to him, their easy camaraderie was