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Sam went absolutely still. The air between them whispered madly with electricity.

Dani flushed. “I mean, it was…I was…”

Sam’s eyes glowed. “I like the way you put it the first time.”

Moving slowly, he came to her side. His powerful shoulders gave the impression of strength and command, but the hand that reached out to touch her cheek was infinitely gentle.

As she stood in the living room, with the house redolent of the aroma of dinner and echoing with the sound of a child’s bedtime prayers, Dani looked into this mystery man’s eyes—the same man who poured ketchup on her roast beef hash and dried her dishes and made her heart race every time she looked at him—and realized something.

This must be what it’s like to be married.