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He leaned toward her and she held her breath, releasing it sharply when the tea kettle squealed.

Suddenly, reality scattered her idiotic thoughts as she shut off the burner. Matt Alessandro’s father was responsible for her mother’s murder, her father’s depression and death, and her shattered life. And here she stood, inches away from touching his son. Kissing his son. Or worse. What in the hell was wrong with her?

“Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” Matt asked.

Did she? “No.” Lindsey stepped away then. “I’ll be fine.”

“What if you get another threatening call?”

“I’ll call you.” She caught herself. “Or I’ll call my uncle.”

Suddenly she needed Matt out of her house, before her resolve crumbled. “You know, I’m exhausted suddenly….”

“Okay, I’ll go. Remember to lock up.”

“Always,” Lindsey said, relieved when he stepped outside and shut the door behind him.

But just as Matt’s taillights disappeared, the phone rang….