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“Tell me how we met. Where?”

Rebecca stopped walking and pointed to the water. “Out there.”

“Out where?”

“In the ocean. Ten years ago you saved me from drowning.” She started walking again. “And when I offered my heart to you, you turned me away.”

He blinked and didn’t move. No, it couldn’t be. “Becca? You’re little Becca?”

She threw out her arms and kept walking, increasing the distance between them. “As you can see, I’m not little anymore. And I know it’s best to stay away from you. You once called me a little mouse.”

“I know,” he said, walking up to her, easily catching up to her.

“Yes, but the little mouse now knows better than to play with the lion.”

He shoved his hands in his pockets. “I didn’t mean to hurt you—”

“What’s past is past.”

“And I don’t see you as a mouse anymore.”

She stopped and looked up at him. “I’m glad, because I want you to picture me as something else.”

“What?”

“A dragonfly that you will never catch.”

He shook his head. “I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I have every intention of catching you.”

Touch of Paradise

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