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Jim could barely believe he was holding Carrie in his arms. She was the softest thing he’d touched in years. Her lips were warm and she tasted of chocolate. Why had it taken him so long to kiss her, when he’d been aching to do just that since he’d first walked into her office?

Just then Carrie wrenched her mouth from his and tore herself away. Not even looking at him, she stammered, “I—I have to go.” Then she ran across the patio toward the house.

Jim stood there dazed and suddenly bereft by the loss of the woman in his arms. For years he’d told himself he needed no one, but right now he realized how much he needed—how much he wanted—Carrie. And that could mean only one thing. Trouble.