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This man, this…stranger, with a few words, had opened himself up to her more than any other human being Galen had ever known.

“Sorry,” she heard Del whisper, his voice gruff.

She lifted her eyes again, meeting his, her heart pounding. “For what?”

She saw him suck in a fast, deep breath, shake his head. “Nothing.” Another breath, a ghost of a smile. “Nothing. Forget it.”

And when she let herself, for the dozenth time, drift in those incredibly honest eyes, she thanked God she wasn’t going to be around for more than a few days. Because she knew, on some level so deep and so pure that the knowledge fairly hummed inside her, she could lose herself in those eyes.