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The Cajun’s dark eyes were wild with agony, and his face contorted in misery. She hated seeing him suffer.

“Nicole,” he repeated, and held a hand out, summoning her to come closer.

At that moment, the morning sun broke over the tops of the trees and shone through the open side door of the helicopter, casting his rugged face in sharp relief. For the first time, she could truly see the man who’d risked his life for her. Her heart clenched, and the prickle of déjà vu returned. He seemed so familiar …

“I … need—” He stopped, clenching his teeth and growling in torment. “Please … I need to know … you remember.”

“I remember,” she lied, leaning closer to be sure he heard her.

“Then say my name, Nicole.”

And in a heartbeat, an echo from her past yanked her back five years to a hotel room in New Orleans. Her heart wrenched, and tears spilled from her eyes.

“Oh, my God!” She curled her fingers into the hair at his nape and buried her face in his neck. “Daniel …”