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Luke released a harsh breath as he watched Carlie walk away.

While he’d already noticed she was attractive, this time her appeal was striking a primal chord.

There was nothing indifferent about Carlie; she was passionate, vital and far more beautiful than he’d recognized at first. She reminded him of being in the desert after a spring thunderstorm, where everything had been dry and desolate, only to awaken with a roar after a dose of life-giving rain.

A wry smile curved Luke’s mouth—flash floods through an arroyo weren’t uncommon after a spring storm, either, and they could be lethal. Besides, he wasn’t a desert—he was a man who’d lost his wife.

The last thing he needed was to get fanciful about someone like Carlie.