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softening into a perplexed daze.
    Cars, trucks, SUVs and eighteen-wheelers passed by them in loud swooshes. The parked vehicle shook. His fingers reached out and glided , from her temple, and then to her chin. He leaned over, pulled her closer, pecking her softly on the lips and then peeled away. “I don’t give a damn if anyone has an issue with us, including our families. I want you to meet my family.” He reclaimed his hold on her hand. “Kerrigan, you’re important to me, and I want my family to know how much you mean. I hope to meet your family one day soon, too. What will they think?” He gave her hand a light squeeze.
    “ My family is so diverse they wouldn’t even think twice about us. They’d mostly care that we’re happy.” She paused, nervous eyes looking up to his. “I don’t know about this, but I suppose I have no choice do I?” Her eyes filled with moisture, ready to flow.
    He squeezed her hand tighter. “Sweetheart, I’m sorry for springing this on you. I didn’t think this through, how you might feel about meeting my parents.” He kissed her again, softly. “I don’t think about us in terms of color. I’m just a man and you’re the woman I love. I wish you weren’t so concerned about what others think.”
    She turned her head away. A single tear trickled down her cheek. “Right or wrong, what others think does matter to me,” she said mumbling under her breath.

    Kerrigan tensed as she thought about meeting Axel’s parents. Although a success in his own right, he came from money. She was certain that his parents had different plans for their son that probably didn’t include him falling in love with someone like her. She remained silent the rest of the trip. What type of woman, would Mrs. Christensen be? If she were anything like Emma, perhaps she and Kerrigan would get along well.
    The SUV turned down the long twisting driveway. As the secluded log cabin came into view, she saw two other vehicles parked in front of a double car garage. Her heart raced. His family was already there. The trepidation that had been building inside her came bubbling to the surface. She didn’t utter a word. The vehicle came to a halt as the engine idled behind a silver Lexus sedan. Leaning toward her, he took one of her hands in his, the palm of his other hand caressing her cheek softly. She leaned into his touch.
    “Sweetheart, I’m really sorry for doing this to you, but I promise there’s nothing to worry about. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Kerrigan, I’m in love with you. You’re afraid to admit your feelings, but I know you feel the same about me. I see the way you look at me, even now, the way you respond to my touch, and your spoken and unspoken words. I want more with you, so much more and I think you do to, and I want both our families to know about us. If I’m wrong, tell me now, and I’ll turn around, and we can go back to the city.” He shifted away from her and rubbed his chin.
    She closed her eyes and breathed in the clean mountain air that drifted in through the open sunroof. “You’re not wrong,” she whispered softly.
    A sexy crooked smile perched on his lips. “We’ ll have a terrific weekend. Just try to relax.”
    His smoldering gaze and his sensual touch turned her to mush. He captured her trembling lips with his. His kiss, slow and deep until she melted into him, was sweet seduction. His hand covered her breast. He would have made his way under her eyelet shirt if not for the sudden loud banging that came from the driver side window. She jolted back slamming into the passenger door and gasped. Turned in his seat, he rolled his eyes as he slid his hand to the door and pressed a button to roll down the window.
    “ What the hell, bro? I’m a little busy here with my lady or hadn’t you noticed?” He regarded the man standing outside the vehicle with a stern, but playful look.
    Ryker was a few years his junior . His dark tousled hair, tall wiry frame and olive
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