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Elizabeth blinked at him in confusion. “What?”

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“There was,” she said quietly, then sighed and turned back to meet his gaze. “But not any longer.”

Relief washed through Woodrow in waves. Pushing off the porch, he stood and drew her up to stand opposite him. “Good. Because I sure wouldn’t want someone to come gunning for me.”

“Why would anyone come—”

Before she could finish the question, he slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her hips to him. As her gaze met his, he saw the passion that smoked her eyes, as well as the wonder. “Doc?”

“Yes?”

“Last night I slept with you. Held you. I can’t do that tonight. Not without making love with you.”