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Would a man who could be so gentle and patient hurt her?

Rowan stole a sidelong look at Niall. He hadn’t seemed interested in her that way at all, although a few times she’d seen flickers of expression that had made her wonder.

“What if I come with you Friday?” he asked.

“You’re serious.”

“I’m serious.”

Probably, she should make some polite disclaimer, but…he wouldn’t have offered if he hadn’t meant it, would he? “I would love it if you could come.”

“We’ll leave by 7:00 a.m.?”

“Ugh. Yes.”

He laughed. “Sleep tight.”

How wonderful it was to be smiling when she slipped back into the house. Feeling relief and joy and, yes, trepidation, because why was he being so nice? But, oh, she was so grateful that he was.

He was the kind of man she could—

No! Don’t even think it. Not happening.

But she still felt happy. And yes, Niall MacLachlan was the reason why.