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she know her husband hadn’t been wearing a helmet? Or that it had been a brain stem injury?
    “You hungry?”
    “I don’t think I could eat.”
    “Coffee, tea, talk.” The misery in her eyes made him act. He clasped her hand. “Did something happen that made you remember?”
    She nodded. “Tommy coded. I wasn’t there. I had to transfer a patient.”
    “Would anything have changed if you’d been there?” He drew her into a light embrace.
    Savoring the comfort he offered, she rested her head against his chest. She sighed. “You’re right. Thanks.”
    “No problem. Sure I can’t offer you dinner?”
    “Hot chocolate if you have any.”
    “With marshmallows or without?”
    “With. Go ahead and fix dinner for yourself.”
    “I’ll wait. I think you need to talk more than I need food.”
    She watched him walk away. We’ll talk, that’s all, she thought. He’s everything I could want, but I’ve nothing to offer. She felt as drained and as numb as she’d felt three years before.
    She stood in the center of the living room and glanced into the dining room, an area missing in the apartment she shared with Megan. Then she surveyed the living room. The dark green couch looked comfortable, but she felt too restless to sit.
    A room reveals so much about a person, she thought. The room suited Eric. On the wall above the couch, a pair of Samurai swords hung next to an exquisite Japanese ink drawing…Gentleness and strength, just like the man.
    She crossed to the rolltop desk and looked at the collection of pictures. Two boys about four and five presented dimpled smiles.
    “My nephews.”
    “They look like you.”
    “So does my brother and my dad.” He handed her a picture of three men in police uniforms. “Taken when I graduated from the academy in Philly.”
    “Do you see them often?”
    “A couple of times a year. Dad’s retired from the force and lives in Florida. He’s in charge of a hectic ER.”
    “A nurse.”
    “We went to school together.”
    “Another tradition?”
    He laughed. “Could be.” He handed her a cup of hot chocolate.
    She sat on the couch and sipped. “Delicious.”
    “Do you want to talk?”
    She sighed. “It’s hard.”
    He sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulders. “You were devastated the night he died. I remember how you looked.”
    She turned and saw admiration in his eyes. Would he feel the same if he knew she’d driven Chuck to his death? Her demands had precipitated a quarrel and his angry departure. “It was…” She couldn’t force the confession.
    He squeezed her shoulder. “Take your time.”
    The tears she usually hid from others spilled hot and heavy. Great sobs shook her body. She rested her forehead against his chest.
    He rocked her gently and murmured comforting sounds. Why did she feel guilty? Her actions at the hospital the day her husband died had shown her love. He wished he could inspire the same. Instead, there’d been Gail, a tempestuous affair and her hidden agenda.
    He inhaled the floral scent of Jenessa’s shampoo and pushed memories away.
    She raised her head. He wiped her eyes with a tissue. “I...didn’t...mean...to cry...all over you.”
    “I think they’ve been a long time coming.”
    She nodded. “Especially when there’s someone to see.”
    He touched her face. “Sometimes it’s hard to let go of feelings.” Though her face was blotchy and her eyes were reddened, she looked beautiful. He bent and brushed her lips with his.
    Instead of pulling away, she leaned into him. The gentle kiss took off like a roller coaster down the first big drop. Her hand brushed his chest. His nipples tightened. Blood rushed to his groin. He growled and lifted his head to look at her. Her eyes held the blue of a summer sky after a storm.
    She stared. His hazel eyes glowed with desire. Instead of uneasiness, she felt a need to explore. For three years, she’d shelved all thoughts of passion. This man had burrowed beneath her fences and