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Her knees went weak.

It happened whenever she looked at him. “I’m sorry I’ve been angry with you all these years. You were wrong, but...” Her throat constricted as she remembered. But maybe she’d rushed things. They were hardly out of their teens when she’d realized she loved him. And now...

“I think you’d better go,” she managed.

He stood. “I’ll be back tomorrow.”

“To work on the house?”

“To work on the house. And to court you.”

“That’s why the matchmaker brought you here, isn’t it? That was your plan from the beginning.”

“Ya, I hoped she could help me get my foot in the door,” he admitted. “But this, now, is about you and me. Let me show you I’m not the boy I was nine years ago.”

“And I’m not the girl.”

He grabbed his coat and hat. “We could make a good couple.”

She remained seated. Her legs were too wobbly to stand. “I can’t promise anything, Luke.”

“But you’ll think about it?”

She’d think about it...but she couldn’t guess what her answer would be.