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“Do you remember when we used to—”

“—sled down this hill?” The memory sparked a laugh in Holly. “We were crazy.”

Leaving the trees behind, Holly stepped into the hayfield at the top of the ridge. Mac followed close behind as she walked to the summit and studied the view before them.

Mac came up beside her. The touch of his shoulder against hers sent an electric shock through her body.

“Holly.”

Holly focused on the mountains in the distance, covered in haze, and ignored the burn where his arm touched hers. “Hot today,” she said. “I can’t imagine sledding in weather like this, can you? I wonder if the kids—”

“Holly.” The gruffness in Mac’s voice brought her up short, but she refused to meet his eyes.

“Mac, I can’t—”

Mac reached out and pulled her closer. “The girl I knew didn’t have can’t in her vocabulary.”