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But there was no denying Becca wanted to see Dr. David Bryson. She liked his voice. Or perhaps had been mesmerized by it. Rich, with a whisper of heartbreak.

Now she sounded like a guide giving a spiel to tourists! The simple truth was the man was a recluse who dressed in black and came out of his fortress only at night. And she had agreed to go to his castle like some poor lamb to slaughter.

The only thing to do was call in the morning and back out.

I need you, Becca.

The words slammed into her senses, and her heart thundered in her chest. The voice of David Bryson haunted her. Smooth, mysterious. Seductive.

She’d have to make tomorrow’s visit. If only to satisfy her own curiosity and convince herself that Dr. David Bryson was just a man with no power over her.