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“Your voice is beautiful.” That
wasn’t what he’d meant to say.
Where had that come from?
ОглавлениеJoella looked down shyly. “Thank you. My voice is just one of the gifts I’ve been given.”
Like her smile, Jordan thought, and her eyes. “And what are my gifts?”
“I don’t know yet. Maybe the chance to come home and make things easier for a whole town full of people.”
Jordan realized then that he’d made a mistake. He’d let things stray to a far too personal footing with this woman who represented the entire town which he had no choice but to betray and destroy. He felt awash in emotions—no, not emotions, he reminded himself, just a little minor attraction for a beautiful woman.
He had to tell her his real reason for coming back to town. That would surely erase any inclinations toward romance their moonlit walk might have given birth to.
