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Оглавление“I found the check my father tried to give you,” Chelsea said, her voice barely a whisper.
“So that was it.” Jack felt his jaw tighten.
“I didn’t know, Jack.”
He looked away, the pain fresh as a new wound, past her to the sports car parked by the chutes. Her sports car. He smiled bitterly. For a moment, just looking at her, listening to her, being so close to her, he’d forgotten. Now he looked from the car to her, recalling only too well everything he’d once felt for her—and all the reasons they had been wrong for each other.
“If you’d just told me,” she said.
How many times had he questioned that decision? How many times had he thought about going back to try to straighten things out? But the memory of her father coming out that morning to the corrals with the check, the look in Ryder Jensen’s eyes, the accusations, the contempt—all had kept him moving on down the road.
“It wouldn’t have made a difference,” he said.
“I don’t believe it.”
He turned away. He definitely didn’t need this.
“Jack.”
It came out a whisper, so familiar and so intimate, he stopped in his tracks, unable not to remember that soft sound, the feel of her breath on his skin.…
“Believe it,” he said, walking away from her, just as he had ten years ago.
