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“So much has happened since then, for both of us…since you left.”

But Brig had pulled her off the path into the shelter of the big sycamore tree by the front porch. Surprised by his movement and her own lack of resistance, Molly gazed at him, trying to read his expression. In the soft glow of light from the living room, she could barely make out his eyes, so dark and…dear. The years hadn’t changed that.

“We were finished long ago,” she said to save herself. “There’s nothing—”

“There’s something,” he insisted. “Ever since Indiana at least.”

Molly couldn’t deny that. “But those were a few days out of time,” she murmured. “I can’t go back—”

The rest was never said. As Molly stood there, unmoving, he grasped her shoulders to draw her closer, and then Brig’s mouth was touching hers.