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Unity’s eligible bachelors. The last she heard, Caleb was married. If he was married, their contact as anything more than friendly acquaintances would stop. She had her share of married men to last her a lifetime.
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    Lynsey sat at the kitchen table sipping a cup of instant black coffee while paging through her email on her Blackberry.
    Although she had promised herself a long, vacation from work to get set up in her new home, there were things that simply could not be put off.
    There was an email waiting from Aaron Preston, a successful screenplay writer she had considered working with .
    Aaron wrote to let her know that he secured the rights for them to adapt Distant Star into a screenplay. The book was based on the tragic life of a young Russian model/wannabe actress named Lilia, dragged down by her drug-addled boyfriend into the murky world of drugs and prostitution. Before her career could take off, she was murdered. Poor Lilia had achieved the stardom she so desperately sought only after her death.
    The book’s author had recently given birth to her first child and wasn’t interested in developing the screenplay. Lynsey felt the screenplay could become a successful movie. If she was right, the screenplay would also keep cash flowing into her bank account for a long time .
    Aaron had a reputation for being a bit of a pig, but she could handle him; she really wanted to write this screenplay.
    “Good, good, good,” she whispered and hit reply.
    “What’s good, good, good?”
    The sound of Nick’s voice behind her caused her heart rate to skyrocket. She was so absorbed in the email she didn’t hear him come downstairs.
    “Oh my, you scared me, Nicky.” She clasped her hand over her heart. When she caught glimpse of him, he was bare-chested and barefoot, dressed only in a pair of dark-colored shorts. She tried hard not to look…or yearn. “A writer acquaintance of mine secured the rights for a screenplay we want to work on together,” she explained.
    “I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you. I couldn’t sleep. I just came down to get a glass of cold water from the refrigerator. I’ll go back upstairs and put a shirt on first.”
    “Why?” She was truly puzzled.
    “I don’t want to offend you by walking around half-naked.”
    “You’re not half-naked.” She chuckled. “It’s a really warm night, and I’m not wearing very much myself.”
    His eyes swept her figure, which was clad in a little cami and form-fitting short-shorts. “You have a beautiful body. I should keep mine covered.”
    “You look great,” she insisted. She prayed he couldn’t hear any trace of longing in her voice. “Besides, you should see the things that jiggle on me that didn’t a few years ago.” She bit her tongue. Now he would be watching for the extra bounce in her walk.
    “Are you drinking coffee? No wonder you’re awake at two a.m.,” he said.
    “I do my best work at night.”
    “I thought you were going to take some time off from work and just relax.”
    “I am, but I own a house with a mortgage now, and I intend to keep it.”
    He went to the refrigerator, retrieved a pitcher of cold water and poured some into a glass. “Well, I’ll let you get back to it. If you’re up to it in the morning, I’ll take you to visit Evan.

Chapter Three

    “Are you sure that Evan expects us? Maybe he isn’t home.” Lynsey twisted her hands in front of her as she and Nick stood outside Evan Monroe’s impressive two-story home that sat off the main road, hidden by trees.
    “Evan wears a metal thing on his leg since his last surgery. I think it’s called an ‘external fixation.’ It takes a while for him to get around. Just give him some time; he knows we’re coming,” Nick said.
    Lynsey wasn’t quite sure what to expect when her old friend opened the door. Less than a year earlier, Evan, hit by a car as he crossed a street in downtown Unity, was severely injured, and almost died. Now Lynsey