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She was aware only of the beating of her heart and of him.

Rachel imagined that this was what a lover’s touch must feel like. Tender. Soft. Gentle.

This man, she realized, was doubly dangerous.

Not only did questions lurk behind his gray eyes, but he had her dreaming of kindness and lovers’ touches—things she’d given up on.

She met his direct gaze. “Don’t worry about me. I will be fine.”

His eyes narrowed a fraction. Once again he was trying to peer into her soul.

Finally he drew back. “If you’re not wanted by the law, I guess that means you’re a runaway. The question now is who are you running from?”

Her skin itched with fear. “Stay out of my business, Mr. Mitchell.”

Ben shoved his hands into his pockets. “I wish that I could.” He rose and left the room….