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    framed picture, branding it into her memory for life. For a
    moment, broad shoulders slumped as his chin rested against
    his chest. He inhaled deep, and then pushed up off the bed.
    Her breath caught in her throat. She hadn’t imagined it.
    He was beautiful. Every muscled curve, each firm line
    rippled with perfection.
    Her thoughts whirled with memories of last night. She’d
    dreamed of him. She straightened to a more comfortable
    position. Soreness pulled between her legs. Her gaze,
    widened. Shocked, she stared at the back of his head.
    Oh, God, what had she done? She’d let him make love to
    her during the night. She tried to remember if he’d worn any
    protection.
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    She bit her bottom lip. Her palm covered the base of her
    belly. She might, even now, carry his child. She released a
    shaky breath, hoping that never happened.
    Memories of long sweltering summer days playing in the
    park, laughing while wet, tiny arms embraced her after a
    warm bath, the first day of school, and then...Seren squeezed
    her eyes shut in an attempt to stop the images of her
    daughter’s death and the days—no, years which followed.
    She attempted to quell the familiar resentment of her
    psychic ability as it was now compared to before she lost
    Mandy, but failed. The anger never left her. She should have
    known and somehow saved her daughter from the drunk
    driver. Because of this, she’d decided never to have any more
    children, a fact her ex-husband, Lance, hadn’t been able to
    understand.
    Lance had assumed she’d change her mind, but this was a
    decision she’d stood by. Seren refused to chance losing
    another child. He’d filed for divorce two years later.
    Sunlight streamed through the windows and cast a glow,
    surrounding the stranger’s body. Golden hair rippled over
    his shoulders. The beauty of his hair captured her attention.
    The strands shifted to one side, revealing muscled buttocks.
    Seren’s turbulent thoughts ended with a rush of intense
    desire flooding her body. She gritted her teeth, confused at
    her reaction and tried hard to fight her own passion.
    Every movement was slow, almost lazy, yet she sensed a
    layer of steel beneath the quiet veneer. She stared at him,
    unable to tear her focus away while he poured water from a
    pitcher into a bowl.
    Droplets, sparkling in the light, flung wide while he
    washed. Her gaze wandered over his lean legs, up his
    sculptured back, and across broad shoulders. She stopped at
    the strange mark on his left arm. A raised tattoo in the shape
    of a white dragon spiraled from his wrist to end just above
    his left breast.
    Her breath caught in her throat. Sore muscles in her back
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    stiffened. He was the dragon. The mark was proof. She met
    his stare in the small mirror on the upright chest where the
    wash bowl sat. She froze, heart thudding against her chest at
    being caught studying him.
    He lifted the pitcher.
    “The water is from yesterday, but it is still clean if you
    choose to freshen up,” he told her, lowering his eyelids,
    hiding the blue. “I am going below to break my fast. I will let
    the Innkeeper know you are here and to bring some clothing.
    Once you dress, you are welcome to join me.”
    “Where is this place?” She sat up, pulling the covers to
    her neck. “What is the meaning of the dragon?”
    “Gilliesport.”
    She frowned in confusion. The unfamiliar name hung in
    the air between them. She swallowed before asking, “Where
    is that?”
    The left side of his mouth curved up. “Where are you
    from?”
    She hesitated. He’d been in her home last night, yet he
    acted like he didn’t know where she lived. She narrowed her
    eyes, trying to see into his mind without any results. Did he
    think she was stupid? His expression never changed. “New
    Orleans.”
    A vee formed between his brows. He appeared to not
    understand what she meant. He was silent as he dragged on
    his pants.
    “Louisiana,” she added, frustrated with