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“Please.”
    He smiled and, as though he couldn’t help himself, he kissed her again.
    Their kissing only seemed to get better and better. “Why did it take you so long?” she asked when she’d re covered enough to speak.
    â€œBecause I’m a pig headed fool.”
    â€œI am, too.” No need denying it. She was as much at fault as Grady. “No more.”
    â€œNo more,” she echoed.
    â€œTomorrow,” he suggested. “I can’t wait any longer than that to see you again.”
    â€œOkay. When? Where?”
    â€œCan you come out to the ranch?”
    â€œYes, of course. I’ll come after church.”
    â€œWonderful,” he whispered and kissed the tip of her nose. “Perfect.”
    She slipped her arms around his middle. “Oh, Grady, is this really happening or am I dreaming?”
    â€œNothing gets more real than the way you make me feel.”
    She smiled. Never would she have believed that Grady Weston was a romantic.
    â€œAbout Maggie…”
    He stiffened, and she stopped him by pressing her index finger against his lips. “Don’t worry about her. Everything will work out.”
    â€œI don’t mean to frighten her.”
    â€œI know.”
    â€œDid she like the flowers?”
    Caroline kissed the under side of his jaw. “Very much.”
    â€œDid you?”
    â€œMore than I can say.” She trailed kisses toward his ear and reveled in the way his body shuddered against hers when she tugged on his earlobe with her teeth.
    â€œCaroline,” he breathed. “You’re making this impossible.”
    â€œDo I really tempt you?”
    â€œYes.” His voice was low but harsh. “You don’t have a clue.”
    Actually she did. “Kiss me one more time and then you can leave.”
    He hesitated, then gently captured her face between his hands and angled his mouth toward hers. The kiss, while one of need, was also one of elation, of shared joy. All this timethey’d wasted, all the time they’d let pride and fear and doubt stand between them.
    Caroline needed him and he needed her. Savannah, a woman with real insight into people, had tried to tell her that. And Caroline knew she’d tried to convince Grady, too. She was aware of Savannah’s match making efforts because her friend had told her; she was also aware that Savannah had been frustrated by one setback after another.
    Caroline supposed she was as responsible for those setbacks as Grady. She’d always been attracted to him, but felt confused, unprepared. She’d been hurt terribly once and with that pain had come fear. For years she’d been afraid to love again. To trust again.
    Deep within her, she recognized that Grady would never abandon her. Not Grady. He was as solid as a rock.
    His final kiss was deep and long.
    It took a moment for Maggie’s voice to break through the fog of her desire.
    â€œMommy! Mommy!”
    Grady groaned and reluctantly let Caroline go.
    She turned to find Maggie standing in the dim light, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “What is it, sweetheart?”
    Maggie ignored the question and, instead, glared at Grady. “What are you doing to my mommy?” she demanded.

CHAPTER 4
    S UNDAY MORNING WAS THE ONE DAY of the week Jane Dickinson— Dr. Jane Dickinson, she reminded herself—could sleep in. Yet it was barely six and she was wide awake. Tossing aside the sheet, she threw on her robe and wandered barefoot into the kitchen.
    â€œTexas,” she muttered. Who would’ve believed when she signed up for this that she’d end up in the great state of Texas? The hill country was about as far as anyone could get from the bustling activity of Los Angeles.
    Jane had tried to make a go of life in small-town America, but she was completely and utterly miserable. In three months she hadn’t managed to make a single friend. Sure, there were lots of acquaintances, but