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some of what we know we’re sure is true. But the problem is much of what we know is also likely pure fabrication. We come from a long line of…to put it politely, storytellers.”
    â€œSo, are you and your brothers storytellers?” she asked. He turned to answer her just as the dirt shifted under her feet and suddenly she was in his arms.
    He steadied her but didn’t release her—he’d be telling a story right then if he denied that he really wanted to kiss Melody Chandler. She was sweet and amazingly beautiful—he was still baffled at how he’d missed that. It wasn’t in the classic sense of the word but it was deeper, in the look in her eyes and the texture of her skin. The warmth of her smile and that touch of humor and shyness that battled against the fire he couldn’t get out of his head…he dropped his hand and stepped back.
    He willed his head to clear. “Wyatt’s more of the storyteller. Cole is a little bit.”
    She smoothed her hair and said softly, “But not you. You’re the serious one.”
    â€œYou could say that. Look, we’re almost there. Come on.”
    What was he doing? He wasn’t going to actually hunt for this treasure, was he? When she had realized that—well, it was safe to say he wasn’t going to be one of her favorite people. Coming out here in the first place had been a mistake.
    They walked in silence for a minute. He marched ahead of her, lost in battle with himself over what to do.
    â€œDo you and your brothers get along?”
    â€œUsually,” he drawled, cocking a brow over his shoulder at her.
    She grimaced. “Meaning me. My being here is a problem between you?” She stopped walking. “I really wouldn’t want to cause hard feelings between you.”
    True, he didn’t like Wyatt’s little stunt or the fact that he’d pulled a disappearing act and wasn’t answering his phone. But their brotherly bond was strong and he didn’t feel right making Melody think her presence was straining their relationship. “You’re not so bad,” he said, then hopped up on a large rock and held his hand out to her.
    â€œIt’s really not a problem?” she asked. Taking his hand, she scrambled up beside him with his help.
    They were standing close, and their proximity suddenly seemed more intimate than it should. Seth let go of her hand. “No problem. But,” he warned, “if you go telling that you found a treasure map I’m not going to be so fond of you.”
    â€œBut—”
    â€œNope. Not a word. Or the deal is off. Now, turnaround and tell me what you think. This might be the outcropping we’re looking for.”
    She didn’t look at first, instead turned a distracting shade of pink, the color of a dawn…his favorite time of day. His gaze dropped to her lips—he immediately reminded himself that she was not a sunrise and this was not the direction he’d planned to go when he’d brought her out here.
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    Melody’s head was about to explode from everything that she had going on inside of it. She was looking for a buried treasure—with a gorgeous man! And she’d just gotten the distinct impression that that gorgeous man had just been thinking about kissing her…no, surely not. This was Seth Turner and she was a mouse—he’d said so himself.
    It was a ridiculous thought on her part. Feeling foolish, she carefully turned away from Seth, making sure she didn’t topple off the large rock they were standing on. What she saw filled her with such excitement she almost lost her balance and only Seth’s hand on her waist stopped her fall. “Look,” she gasped. Two rocks could be seen about fifty feet down the side of the hill. They were about as tall as her, and though they didn’t look exactly the same, they did look like a pair.
    â€œThis could be it!” she exclaimed, glancing