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The buzzer rang, and Ava pressed the intercom listen button.

“Ava, I’ll come get your things.” Will’s deep voice had a slightly husky note, definitely unique and unforgettable.

When she opened her door, the impact of seeing him again was as electric as it had been the first time. Maybe more, she decided, too aware her pulse raced. He was breathtaking, too handsome, and getting to know him had revealed a caring man, which was a devastating combination. Along with his navy suit jacket, he had shed his tie. With the top three buttons unfastened on his snowy dress shirt, he looked more casual. Warm approval in his brown eyes gave her a rush of pleasure.

“You look great,” he said.

“Thank you. For our purposes though, it wouldn’t matter if I wore a tent and sported floor-length hair.”

“On you the long hair and tent would look good,” he said, smiling at her. Her heart skipped at that irresistible smile. Trying to get her mind off him, she turned away to retrieve her small bag and a carry-on suitcase, which he picked up before she could.

Within an hour they were airborne. She looked below at Austin. Sunlight splashed on the red granite of the state capitol as the plane headed north.

“Does Caroline know we’re coming now?” Ava asked, her pulse leaping when she turned to look into his brown eyes.

“Yes. She won’t come running. You’ll see how subdued she is. When her dad was alive, she wasn’t reserved at all. They were really close and he loved her more than anything.”

“That’s sad that she doesn’t have him now. Was she cooperative with him?”

“Yes. A bright, happy, cheerful little girl. That’s what hurts so badly. She’s drawn into a shell and no one has been able to reach her. It breaks my heart because I know what a sunny disposition she had.”

Since he sounded truly hurt, she was touched again by his concern. If she were going to be with him longer than two days, she would need a more solid barrier around her heart. She looked out the window, trying to think of another subject.

“Do you travel a lot? Will you be around while I’m there?”

“Yes. I’m not going to drop you off and leave,” he replied with a smile. “I’ll take time off from work and be home as much as possible.”

“After I meet Caroline, I’ll need time alone with her, so you go ahead and work tomorrow.”

“I’ll give you time alone. I can stay out of the way. I hope you brought a swimsuit.”

“I did,” she said, feeling tingly at the thought of swimming with Will. “Does she have a schedule for her day?”

“Her schedule is flexible in the summer. Breakfast and then reading and playtime. Sometimes a swim before lunch if she wants to. Lunch, a quiet time of reading—I think she just reads because she doesn’t nap any longer. Then, usually swims again. Our nanny, Rosalyn, is with her all day. I try to be home for dinner and spend the evening with her and put her to bed. If I need to work late or attend a social event, her nanny spends the evening playing with her. Caroline has every kind of toy imaginable and she’s getting amazingly good with computers.”

“I’m sure,” Ava replied, smiling at him. “Her situation sounds challenging, but I have a short list of tutors who come highly recommended. After my assessment, I’ll be able to choose the one who can hopefully work a miracle.”

“I hope so. It’s been a godsend to find you. Every day when I’m with Caroline, this situation tears me up. I owe it to my brother and I love Caroline. I’m praying she can be helped. I think the right person can reach her. I want to hire the best possible person to work with her.”

“We’ll see. These are the most qualified tutors I know. I asked each one if I could put her on my list, so I found out who was available and who wasn’t. At present, all three women are employed, but their service will be ending very shortly and they’ll be free to take on a new challenge.”

“Good. I’ll make it worthwhile for the person I decide will do the most for Caroline.”

“I’m sure of that. What you’re paying me is generous, to say the least.”

“This is worth it.”

She smiled at him. “You’re a good uncle, Will Delaney.” He leaned closer.

“And you, Ava, have the greatest smile. I’ll see if I can keep you smiling.”

“That isn’t one of the week’s requirements. I’m here about Caroline. Only about Caroline,” she said, her heart racing, something she couldn’t control.

“Maybe I can change your mind on that, too.”

“Too? What else?”

“Let’s see how it goes with Caroline.”

She wondered what he referred to. He surely didn’t want to hire her, because she was not a tutor. When he sat back, her drumming pulse returned to normal.

The flight was quick and a limo was waiting.

As soon as they drove through the gates where he lived, her mounting curiosity about his niece momentarily abated, replaced by fascination with the mansion she glimpsed through the trees as they wound up the drive.

“You have a beautiful estate. This fits the image I had of you much more than the doting uncle you are.”

“I need to change some of your preconceived notions about me. We’ll get to know each other. I’m looking forward to it.”

“That’s not on this agenda. I’m here about Caroline and I think that’s the second time already that I’ve reminded you.”

“Relax and lighten up. We can get to know each other while you meet and learn about my niece. One doesn’t rule out the other. They’re both going to happen.”

“You’re not paying any attention to me,” she said.

“Not true at all. I’m paying a great deal of attention to you and I’m slipping, if you haven’t noticed.”

“Will you stop flirting?” she asked, amused and unable to be really annoyed with him over harmless flirting, yet afraid of her volatile reaction to him intensifying.

“Not on this night. Why should I? Flirting is fun, harmless and I like the exchange when I’m with a gorgeous woman. You’re not interested in anything serious and neither am I. We should make a good pair.”

“Thank you for the compliment. And we’re not going to be ‘a pair.’ I think this conversation needs to shift to another topic. Your palatial home is magnificent. You live here with just Caroline and her nanny?” Ava could clearly see the elegant mansion. Sunlight splashed over the gray slate roofs and gave a warm tint to the pale stones.

“We’ll come back to the conversation we were having, but to answer your question—it’s a comfortable house built to suit me. It’s big enough for all of us and my staff. A partial staff is on the third floor.” She turned to watch him, listening and thinking at the same time that she hadn’t had a clear concept of his wealth.

“The head gardener and his staff have homes on my grounds. So does my cook. My chauffeur has a house near the garage.”

She barely heard him as she stared at the sprawling three-story home built in the style of an English country manor surrounded by landscaped grounds and sprinklers watering beds of colorful flowers. More flowers surrounded a large circular three-tiered fountain with sparkling water tumbling over each tier.

“A little girl will be lost in this,” Ava said without realizing she had spoken aloud.

“Caroline’s accustomed to it. The house she lived in with her dad was very similar to mine. I doubt if she gives it a thought.”

“All this wealth, yet you can’t accomplish the one thing you want to do,” she said quietly and he glanced her way.

“You’re right. At least it gives me options on getting help for her. I can’t stop thinking that if I keep trying, I’ll find that perfect person who’ll get her to open up.”

“I hope you do,” she said, touched again by his concern for his niece.

At the front they climbed out of the car to cross the wide porch. The massive door swung open and a butler greeted them. Ava entered a three-story-high walnut-paneled entryway where a huge French Empire chandelier hung overhead.

“Ava, meet Fred Simms. This is Ms. Barton, Fred.”

“Miss Caroline is in the library with Miss Rosalyn,” Fred said after greeting Ava.

Will held Ava’s arm. “This way,” he said. She was as aware of his fingers resting on her forearm as she was of his palatial mansion.

Ava carried two of the books, each in colorful sacks from the bookstore. They entered the library, where a child sat drawing at a table. Her nanny sat nearby, also drawing.

Pausing, Caroline turned to look at them, sliding out of her chair while the nanny came around the table.

“Look who’s here, Caroline,” the nanny said cheerfully.

Ava looked at a beautiful child with long curly black hair, thickly lashed big brown eyes and a facial structure bearing a clear family resemblance to her uncle. She was a feminine version of him.

Caroline gazed solemnly at Will in silence as he picked her up gently to kiss her cheek. “How’s my girl?” he greeted her, smiling. “I want you to meet someone.” He turned to face Ava.

“Caroline, this is my friend, Miss Ava. She’s a teacher.”

Caroline stared in silence at Ava.

“Ava meet Caroline.”

“I’ve heard a lot about you, Caroline, and I’m so glad to meet you,” Ava said.

“Ava, this is our nanny, Rosalyn Torrence. Rosalyn, meet Ava Barton.”

“I’m glad to meet you,” Ava said, shaking hands with the nanny. She turned her attention back to Caroline.

“I’ve missed you, sweetie,” Will said in such gentle tones Ava’s heart lurched. “I’m glad to be home. We’ll stay with her now, Rosalyn.”

“Thank you. If you want me, I’ll be upstairs.”

“Thanks,” he replied. As Rosalyn quietly left, he set Caroline on her feet.

Ava held out two of the sacks. “Caroline, I brought you a present.”

Caroline stared at the sacks, eyeing them and making no effort to take them.

“Look at the presents, sweetie,” Will urged

Caroline obediently took the bags and pulled out the first book, looking at it intently. “Thank you,” she whispered so softly Ava barely heard her. She pulled out the second book.

“Thank you,” she whispered again.

“You’re welcome,” Ava said, kneeling so she would be on the same level with Caroline. “I’ll read them to you whenever you want to hear them.”

Caroline nodded, looking at Will.

“You can whenever you want,” he said. “I’ll get out of the way. Want to read them now?”

Caroline shook her head no.

“I’ll go unpack then,” Ava said far more cheerfully than she felt. She was not a child psychiatrist, but it seemed to her that Will had just as big a problem as he had described. The child seemed remote, cold and unresponsive, as if she wanted to shut herself away from all human contact.

“I’ll stay with Caroline, but first,” he said, picking up Caroline again. “Let’s go show Miss Ava where she will be sleeping.”

Upstairs, they turned to the east wing and passed beautiful rooms until he led her into a suite. “How’s this?” he asked. “You’ll be near Caroline’s room.”

“This is gorgeous,” Ava exclaimed, looking around a suite lavishly outfitted with an antique rose silk sofa, Louis XIV–style furniture and a thick rug on the polished oak floor. Through the open door she could see the bedroom. “I’ll unpack, which won’t take long. I can find my way back to the library.”

“Leave your things to unpack later. C’mon. We’ll give you a brief tour so you know where you are.”

Noticing how silent Caroline was, docilely letting Will carry her without wiggling or the usual chatter of a child her age, Ava was more aware of the child than her surroundings.

“Here’s Caroline’s suite,” he said, pausing at a doorway a brief distance down the hall. “Rosalyn is in an adjoining suite, although she has a bed in Caroline’s room.”

They entered a child’s room that was a dream room to Ava. Murals of nursery characters decorated one wall. White clouds were painted on the pale blue ceiling. The furniture was painted white, or covered with pink and blue chintz upholstery. Table legs were carved as nursery characters. She couldn’t imagine the unhappiness Caroline was steeped in while living in such an adorable, cheerful room.

They left Caroline’s room, and at the end of the hall she entered a huge master suite with striking black and white decor.

“Your suite, no doubt,” she said, and Will grinned. “You’re getting to know me.” “More a process of elimination.”

They went downstairs to a playroom where Will held Caroline and read to her. Next they played a board game with her, and while she remained silent and somber, she moved her pieces to play along with them.

“Want Ava to read one of your new books to you?” Will asked when they finished the board game.

Without looking at Ava, Caroline nodded. The three of them sat on a sofa with Caroline between them while Ava read and let Caroline turn the pages.

Giving her a pleasant surprise, Ava realized Caroline was reading with her enough to know when to turn a page without being told. She looked at the child’s tiny hands, so dainty and frail. Caroline smelled sweet, something that held a hint of apples, and her hair was shiny. Ava could see why Will loved her so much and was doing what he could for her.

By the time Ava finished both books, dinner was served by Will’s chef, who then disappeared back into the kitchen.

After dinner they played more games with Caroline and then walked outside to sit near the pool.

“Will, this is grand,” she said, looking at a covered area with an outdoor stainless-steel kitchen and a patio with upholstered furniture. “You have another kitchen and living room out here. This is incredible.”

“It’s comfortable like the rest of the house,” he said. They talked while Caroline sat at a desk to paint and draw pictures. When she finished, Will praised each picture. Rosalyn arrived to get Caroline ready for bed and the two left.

“She’s precious, Will. I can see why you worry so about her.”

“She’s shut away in her own world where I can’t get through to her. No one can.”

“Why don’t you leave her in my care tomorrow?” Ava suggested. “I’ve never dealt with a child in this situation before, but I need to get to know her before I talk to the likely tutors.”

“Fine. If you’re ready for that. If you want just half a day, let me know. If at any point it isn’t going well, Rosalyn will be here, so summon her.”

“You can give Rosalyn the day off and let me take care of Caroline. We’ll be fine.”

“I’m sure you will, but you’re unaccustomed to that kind of responsibility and a child can wear you down.”

She smiled. “I don’t think Caroline will.”

He stood. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll go see Caroline. If I’m home, I always read to her before she goes to bed for the night.”

“Of course.”

He left and Ava turned to watch him walk away. He’d been telling her the truth about his devotion to Caroline—when he was home he read to her at night. Another plus in Ava’s view of him.

Taking the stairs two at a time, Will hurried to Caroline’s room. Rosalyn was brushing Caroline’s long black hair. His heart felt squeezed that he was here when it should be his brother Adam with her.

“Rosalyn, I’ll read to her and I’ll call you when I’m ready to go back downstairs.”

“Yes, sir,” Rosalyn said, looking at Caroline in the mirror. “How pretty you look, Caroline. Here’s Uncle Will.”

As Rosalyn left the room, Caroline turned to look at him. He wondered if anyone would ever be able to reach her, and if he would ever stop hurting over the tragedy in her life. “You do look so pretty, Caroline.” He picked her up. “I’ll read to you. You find the book you want, okay?”

She looked at the bookcase as he approached it and set her on her feet. She smelled sweet, fresh and clean, a faint lilac scent left from soap. Her pink pajamas covered in kittens were soft. She touched a book and he pulled it out.

“Ah, good choice,” he said, picking her up again and holding the book. He carried her to the rocker to sit with her on his lap.

“Caroline, my friend Miss Ava would like to spend the day with you tomorrow. I’ll be home, but I’ll be in my office some of the time. Will this be all right with you?”

She gazed at him solemnly and nodded.

“Good. She wants to help you with your reading and she’s trying to find a reading tutor for you.”

As Caroline focused her big brown eyes on him, he marveled at the length and thickness of her lashes.

“Caroline, Miss Ava has sad moments sometimes because she has lost someone she loved just as you have. She was married, but her husband is no longer alive and there are times this makes her sad.”

Caroline gazed at him wide-eyed and solemn. How much did she understand? Did she feel any sympathy or a bond with Ava?

“Now let’s look at this book you picked about the brave puppy and the rescued kitten.”

He held Caroline, rocking her as he read to her, his mind wandering to Ava and back to Caroline. Halfway through the book Caroline’s breathing deepened. He continued reading a few more pages until he saw her dark lashes on her cheeks. He carried the sleeping child to bed and covered her lightly, brushing a kiss on her cheek and standing over her.

“Adam, I’m sorry,” he whispered, hurting and feeling helpless, something he was unaccustomed to in his life.

Ava looked around to see Will walk up and pull a chair close to hers.

“Sorry to leave you so long. Caroline is asleep now and Rosalyn is with her.”

“How many nannies has she had?

“Actually, Rosalyn is the only nanny we’ve had. She was her nanny when Adam was alive. Rosalyn had fifteen years’ experience, plus her own kids and grandkids. She had great references.”

“I’m surprised she didn’t become a substitute mother to Caroline, someone your niece would relate to emotionally.”

“Rosalyn has tried—sometimes I think too hard. She comes on too strong and it makes Caroline withdraw. Rosalyn means well and loves Caroline. She’s very good to her. I told her your plan to stay with Caroline tomorrow, and I’ll be home, so I gave her the day off. Still want to do that?”

“Yes, I do. I’d like to get to know her. I don’t expect to need you,” she said, smiling at him.

“I know, but just in case.”

“We’ll be fine, and I appreciate your concern. It’s only a day, perhaps two at the most.” She gazed into his dark eyes and could tell he was assessing her, trying to decide whether she could take care of Caroline or not. “By the way, you were right about her ability to read. The two books I read to her today are both beginner reading level and I know she can read them. I realized after a few pages she knew when to turn the page without being told, so she had to be reading along with me. Then I began to do things to make certain, like pausing on the last line and looking at the picture. Little things, but she had to be reading with me to know, because otherwise she would turn before I indicated I was through.”

“That’s a plus, but not too great if she won’t participate at school.”

“Let’s see what happens this summer. Time helps some on loss.”

He focused on her again. “Sorry about yours. I told Caroline. As always, I got no reaction from her except a stare, but she knows about your husband.”

“I don’t know if she’ll bond, but I feel a tie of sorts with her. As for my coping, I keep busy and am involved with children and coworkers, so I don’t think about it as much.”

“Maybe you need to get out and socialize more,” he said.

She smiled. “I socialize plenty. And I know you do. If there’s someone in your life and you want to see her tomorrow evening, go right ahead.”

His eyes twinkled. “Don’t try to get rid of me. There’s no one in my life and the only woman I’m interested in seeing tomorrow night is you. Aside from Caroline, I have a life. Go to dinner with me Friday night and I’ll show you.”

Her heart skipped a beat. For the first time since Ethan’s loss, she was tempted to go out with someone else. She wanted to accept, yet it would be folly to get involved with Will. He was a heartbreaker, with a reputation for going from woman to woman. Right now she needed no such distraction in her life. He was a sizzling attraction that she’d fought steadily through the afternoon and evening.

She was not complicating her life by seeing him beyond these two days. The physical reaction she had to him had shaken her. She didn’t want to risk succumbing to an affair with Will because it would be brief and meaningless to him. A casual affair was the last thing she ever wanted in her life. With Will, she suspected a date would ultimately lead to an affair. The best course was to go home and never see Will Delaney again.

“Thank you, but I think I should stay right here Friday night.”

“Scared to go out with me?”

“Definitely,” she said, smiling at him. “I don’t need a complication in my life. I’m here only to help Caroline. As quiet as she is, she’s adorable, Will. In her own unobtrusive way, she wraps herself around your heart. I can see why you’re concerned.”

“Looks like I have two females to win over now,” he said quietly, and her pulse jumped a notch.

“Stop flirting, Will,” she said, smiling at him.

“I can’t. I want to take you out.”

“It isn’t going to happen. Your brother must have been a great parent,” she said, determined to get the subject changed.

“He was, and he loved her beyond measure.”

“Were you and your brother close?”

“Yes, the closest brother. I’m close with my other brothers and some friends I’ve known all my life.”

“I noticed the rodeo memorabilia in your room. Do you still ride?”

“I haven’t for the past two years. Mostly because of lack of time.”

They talked about their friends and their lives until she realized the hour was late. Standing, she smiled at him as he came to his feet.

“It’s past my bedtime. Plus, I haven’t taken time to unpack. I should go.”

“I’ll go up with you in case you’ve forgotten the way.”

“Have you ever thought about getting Caroline a puppy?” Ava asked as they headed upstairs

“No, it never occurred to me,” he admitted, glancing at her. “I don’t know why I didn’t think of that, or why it wasn’t suggested earlier by someone.”

“It may not be something she wants.”

“It would be a little puppy to take care of. How could she resist loving one if it has a good disposition? When we were kids, my brothers and I had dogs. That’s a good idea,” he said. “I should have thought of a dog myself.”

She nodded. “A puppy might elicit a few laughs from her. Puppies are hard to resist. They do have sharp teeth though, and that can be a drawback for little kids.”

“I’ll get someone to check into which breeds are good with children. Big or little,” he mused. “Seems like little might be easier.”

“It probably would be. Talk to a veterinarian.”

“That’s a great idea. I need to keep you around.” Startled, she glanced at him and smiled when she saw his smile and realized he was teasing her.

They reached her suite and he entered with her, switching on lights and taking her arm. “Come look around and see if you need anything.”

“I’m sure I won’t.”

He turned her to face him. “I’ll be forever grateful to the principal who gave me your name.”

He stood close and his hands were on her arms. Her heart raced, and at the moment she was no longer thinking of him as Caroline’s uncle, a man with a problem who needed her help. Instead, she could only see the handsome, sexy man who was inches away and holding her lightly. When he looked at her mouth, she couldn’t get her breath and wondered if he could hear her heart pounding. She wanted to wrap her arms around him to kiss him. Her desire shocked her.

“I think you’re bringing me back into the world and I’m not certain I’m ready,” she whispered.

“You’re ready,” he said in a husky voice. “I can see it in your eyes.” He leaned closer and bent down to brush her lips with his.

The moment his mouth touched hers, she closed her eyes. Her heart thudded. She had not been kissed by a man since Ethan—six long years ago. Her pulse roared in her ears.

Will’s breath was warm. He brushed her lips again and then his mouth settled possessively on hers, hard, demanding, no longer light and tentative.

Her toes curled and her heart pounded. Her body reacted to his kiss from head to toe. She slipped her arms up to wrap them around his neck and hold him, feeling his body hard and warm against hers.

His tongue went deep, thrusting over hers, creating an intimacy they hadn’t had and taking them to a different level in their relationship, shifting from business to pleasure, from impersonal to personal. For the moment she wanted him as she had wanted few men in her life. Her reactions to him surprised her. Reasoning stopped while her body and heart ruled.

She held him tightly, kissing him back and feeling his heart pounding with hers.

Even though she had decided to keep her relationship purely professional with him to protect her heart from succumbing to his charm, she couldn’t resist his kisses. She had been steeped in grief so long, this was sunshine pouring into a dark night. Somewhere within her conscience a dim voice whispered stop, but she paid no heed. She felt the rough stubble of his whiskers, inhaled his aftershave, savored his mouth.

How long they kissed, she had no idea. Will’s hand traveled to her nape, warm, lightly caressing her, and then his hand slipped down her back to her waist, then lower over the curve of her bottom.

Pausing, she looked up at him while he still held her. “We should stop this, Will. It’s total foolishness. Risks neither of us want.”

“Speak for yourself.” His brown eyes blazed and he wound both hands in her hair. “I want you, Ava. I want to know you,” he said. “And you like being kissed. Your response sets me on fire,” he whispered, pulling her close again and then kissing away any answer she might have.

Again, a wave of desire swept her and she held him tightly, kissing him, relishing the feel of his hard body against hers. She tingled from head to toe, heat pooling in her. Special kisses when they shouldn’t be. Or was it simply so long since she had been held by a man? Thoughts spun away and she was lost in his kisses, returning them passionately until she had to stop.

“Will,” she said, trying to get some firmness to her breathless voice. “You need to go.”

Desire blazed in his dark eyes, making her racing heart pound faster. He wrapped his fingers in her hair to hold her head. “For now,” he said. He released her, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

Immobile, she stared at the closed door, but all she saw was Will. Locks of his dark hair falling over his forehead, his gaze boring into her, his mouth red from kisses. Had she made a giant mistake by succumbing?

Not succumbing—she had kissed him passionately in return, wanting more. It was a good thing she had only two days here. Will was a sexy, appealing man. Caroline, an adorable child. Both could wind around her heartstrings until she was bound in unbreakable shackles with a man who had no intention of a serious relationship and a child who wasn’t hers and would soon go out of her life forever.

Each event would lead to heartbreak.