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It was a Norman Rockwell picture, all warm and fuzzy.

She saw father and daughter sitting just inside the barn, busily cleaning Lanie’s bridle and saddle.

Though Shaunna had sworn off men, she would admit there were times when she thought of being married, having children and watching them with their father. This was one of those times.

Not that Tyler would fit in that picture, she knew. She and Tyler were as opposite as they came.

Which was why she couldn’t understand why she found him so attractive. All night she’d thought about his kiss. Lying in her bed, she’d tossed and turned, playing it over and over in her head and wondering how far they would have gone if she hadn’t stopped him.

Wondering if she should have stopped him...