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To finance his troubled son's therapy, Gage, a former investigator, takes one last job--recovering a stolen Civil War artifact. Unfortunately, it's in the possession of the woman he left behind, the woman who's haunted his dreams ever since. The electricity between them still crackles, but unless he helps exonerate her brother and finds a way to confess his true reason for returning, how will he ever recover Morgan's heart?
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Gage leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. The words weren’t exactly pouring out.
He took a deep breath and clasped his hands in front of him, like a preacher signaling for the congregation to bow their heads. Then he took another breath and plowed ahead.
“Jeremy lost his mother two months ago, and he's a mess right now. He keeps lashing out at me, hoping to make me hurt as much as he does. I'm sure you've figured that out. But I want you to know I did not kill my ex-wife—his mother.”
“I didn’t think you did,” Morgan said.
“It was an accident. There were extenuating circumstances which Jeremy blames me for. But I did not—I could never—” He lifted his eyes and looked at her. “I don't want you to think badly of me.”
“That's why you came back here tonight? So I won't think badly of you?”
“Yes. I mean, no. I just—”
“Well, I do think badly of you. I'll always think badly of you.”
“You don't mean that.”
“Why not? I can think badly of you if I want to. Most girls have a guy in their past they wish they'd never met. You're mine. Of course, most girls don't get to experience the thrill of having the guy show up out of the blue twelve years later. With his kid. On the worst day of their lives.”
“If I'd known you were going to find a dead body today, I would have waited until tomorrow to show up.”
She leveled her gaze at him. “I can’t tell you how much better that makes me feel.”
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