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A pause

"To in his tone But exactly what he was pro, she didn’t know

JASE HAD DEALT with his fair share of hard-ons throughout the years, but never one so deter on for dear life It wanted Brook Lynn, and absolutely no one else would do--not even his own hand The knowledge panicked him Made him realize just how dependent on her he’d becoed him for moreplease,, I will die without thiswithout her

No Hell, no He couldn’t allow hie tactical error, he realized He should have taken her while he’d had the chance, that first night inside his bedroom He would have already , she told hiladly share my expertise and advice with others, for there are no sweeter words than "I told you so"--as he handed her a shopping list, cash and keys to his car

"You’re on your own today, honey" He needed distance Perspective

She gaped at hiutters She followed hi hi, as if she had plenty in Finally, she left, and though he’d expected to be able to breathe again, he felt en-deprived than ever

The weather Had to be the weather Though it was 8:00 am, it was already wretchedly hot The temperature would probably top one hundred and five today But it won’t even coirl

Have to resist It’s for the best, just as she said

As he worked, several town residents swung by to "check on things" Na? Was he single or dating Peggy Newcohter? Would he be able to fix the clock tower in town? He knew he’d invited the attention by helping out two of the town’s chattiest residents, but still--shtmare than drea, either, and he absolutely did not answer any questions Also, a handful of woht Beck baskets of food The disturbances put hiutters, he turned his attention to the fence surrounding the property His mind continually drifted to Brook Lynn He liked that she’d hustled him That she’d enjoyed every s contained the air she needed to survive He’d been on fire for her Still was

He wasn’t sure how many more hours passed before she returned and called him inside for lunch

As he walked into the house, he tried to suth

She had her back to hi around her as she drained a pot of noodles "Hungry?"

"Yes" For more than food He used a towel to wipe the sweat fro"

"That’s good"

"I’ht" Maybe then he’d finally unknot