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The last time Hunter had seen her, she’d been a barefoot, gangly tomboy of eleven.

Looking at Len, his partner, Julie launched into a seductive rendition of “Happy Birthday.”

This was no tomboy.

Their eyes met. The message seemed clear. She didn’t recognize him, so he beckoned her closer.

To his surprise, not to mention Len’s, she bent and gave the older man a quick kiss.

When she approached and gave him a questioning smile, Hunter blurted the first words that came to his mind. “My birthday’s tomorrow.”

Her dark-lashed eyes widened almost imperceptibly, and then, standing on tiptoe, she whispered, “Happy birthday,” and touched her soft lips to his, immediately setting him on fire.

“Oops,” he told her with a teasing grin.

“Tomorrow’s not my birthday.”

She maneuvered past him. “I know.” Shooting him a wink over her shoulder as she headed down the hall, she added, “Your birthday is in August.”