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As she watched him get out of his truck and make his way to her front door, Savannah pushed aside all thoughts of her dead husband—including the guilt. Riley looked so handsome, so alive, that she couldn’t keep her heart from racing, her palms from sweating.

Savannah smoothed her hand down her sundress, a flutter of nervous anxiety rippling through her. What did he have planned for the day?

He spied her through the window, and his lips curved into a smile that shot a river of warmth through her. And in that moment she knew she was ready.

For anything.