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“Now, that’s a pipe dream,” she muttered to herself. And no one knew it better than Terese.

Because Hunter Coltrane was handsome enough to stop traffic, leaving her with little doubt that she wasn’t the kind of woman who would so much as turn his head.

Plain—that’s what she was. It was an irrefutable fact—Terese Warwick was a plain Jane. The kind of plain Jane who didn’t draw even moderately attractive men on her own merits, let alone men like Hunter Coltrane.

“And don’t you forget it!” she commanded her reflection as if it were another person.

Then she told herself to just be glad she was going to get to meet her nephew.

She’d have to work on erasing the lingering mental image of her nephew’s father. The mental image that had things inside her sitting up and taking notice.

Just the way the man himself had…