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Оглавление“We meet again.”
As he parroted her words from Sunday back to her, she came to an abrupt halt.
Fletch gestured toward the overstuffed tote bags. “You look like you could use a hand. Where are you parked?”
Rachel finally looked up—and his breath jammed in his lungs.
Her jade eyes shimmered, and when she swallowed and moistened her lips, a twinge of some unidentifiable emotion tugged at his heart.
He cleared his throat—and softened his tone. “Your car?”
Rachel gestured to her right. “The silver Focus.” As she led the way soft wisps of hair that had escaped her braid whispered at the neck of her sleeveless knit top, calling out to be touched.
While she popped the trunk with the remote, he took a deep breath.
Don’t go there, Fletcher. Rachel Shaw might be attractive, but you don’t need a summertime romance. She’s the niece of your grandmother’s best friend. This would only complicate your life.
