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For a long time Rebecca watched the stars, listening to the rumble and snort of the men who slept about the campfire.

Lantree also watched the stars, his head tipped so that she felt the tickle of his hair on her ear. After a while he turned his face and she watched his gaze settle on her.

She drew in a quick breath. The emotion she saw in his eyes was not that of a comfortable friend. He was a man wanting a woman…wanting his woman.

He touched her hair, smoothing back some of the tangles that the day’s ride had caused.

“My sweet, beautiful Becca,” he whispered.

There might be words in the universe to chastise that remark, but at that moment she could not find them…did not want to.