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so easygoing, so fun-loving and sweet. Now she was more like her sister.
    You mean land you’re in the process of selling, Lizzy wanted to say, but of course didn’t. “It’s my fault. I rode too far, ended up on the Winchester Ranch.” She wasn’t sure how long Anne had been watching them. Had she seen Waters chase her in this direction?
    â€œWas he threatening you?” Anne demanded, already getting her hackles up, even though Waters merely worked for the Winchesters.
    â€œNo, he was just curious. He hadn’t seen another rider. I think he was lonesome.”
    Her friend raised a brow. “Hadn’t seen a woman who looks like you, you mean.”
    Lizzy tried to smile. She’d never been comfortable with her looks. Her hair was too red, her eyes, like her skin, too pale. She managed to keep her freckles hidden most of the time—unless she got out in the sun. Like now. Her cheeks would be covered with them if her face wasn’t flaming with the heated memory of the intense way TD Waters had been looking at her.
    He’d been so determined that she’d recognized him. And, of course, she had. It frightened her that he could read her so easily. Even in a split second. She wondered what else she had given away during their brief first meeting.
    â€œWell, if this hired hand wants to see you, he’llhave to call,” Anne said. “I don’t like anyone from the Winchester Ranch on my land.”
    â€œAre you going for a ride?” she asked Anne, afraid she might try to go after Waters. But her friend shook her head.
    â€œJust checking on you. You’d been gone for a while. I was getting worried. There’s talk of a storm coming in.”
    Lizzy said nothing. Her heart was still pumping from her wild horseback race across the snowy landscape with a rogue agent after her—not to mention coming face-to-face with him. Her pulse still throbbed just beneath her heated skin. She hadn’t been prepared for the impact the man made in the flesh.
    She’d only glimpsed his intensity the first time she’d seen him. Sitting astride a horse next to him, she’d felt the full power behind the man she’d heard so much about. No wonder he had a way with women. She’d looked into his bottomless ebony gaze, a shiver coursing through her that still chilled her. Her every instinct told her that this was a man you didn’t want to mess with.
    What if even Roger Collins didn’t realize how dangerous Waters was?
    They rode back to the ranch together, Anne insisting she was tired and going to bed early. Janie had gone into town and they’d let the hired help go for the holidays, so Lizzy would have to fend for herself in the kitchen this evening.
    Lizzy couldn’t have been more thankful. She couldn’t bear another meal with the two sisters. She wondered idly why Janie had gone into town. Was it possible she was seeing someone? Neither sister had married. Infact, Lizzy wasn’t even aware if either of them had boyfriends. It did make her wonder, though, if they’d both been soured on marriage because of their mother.
    Lizzy went straight to her room after putting her horse and Anne’s away. Once there though, she found herself pacing, too keyed up to sit still. She tried to shove thoughts of TD Waters away, but the man was persistent—both in and out of her thoughts.
    What she needed was a little something to snack on and maybe a nice cold beer. Tiptoeing down the stairs, she started for the kitchen, when she caught another glimpse of the living room and that awful piece of modern artwork where the old photographs had been.
    Maybe she would go down to the basement first and see if she could find photographs of her father. Otherwise, she suspected they would get tossed out, especially with the sisters selling the ranch.
    Opening the basement door, she reached in and turned on the light before treading down the stairs. The