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waves crashing on the shore. He wanted her dad’s information, and given how little she cared about it, she was tempted to just give it to him. But this was the Gainer legacy. It was all that her father had left—and there was something in those boxes of practice tapes, game-day films and old files that her father was afraid of.
    She doubted there was anything in the files that would help Hunter. What could her father have possibly known about a coed’s death and not shared with the cops? But at the same time...she liked Hunter. There was something about him that was different from all the other men she’d met.
    He was a jock but not like the others. He was one of her father’s favored honorary sons but he didn’t look through her. Didn’t make her feel as if she was too bookish to warrant his attention. And maybe it was just that he was good-looking and paying attention to her. That couldn’t be ruled out. She might be serious and pretend to be sophisticated but she wasn’t dead.
    â€œWhat are you thinking? You’ve been glancing at me from the corner of your eye for the last few minutes,” Hunter said, drawing her to a stop near a rocky outcropping.
    â€œNothing,” she said. Right! As if she was going to tell him that she was contemplating his attractiveness.
    â€œSweetheart, I know you think I’m a dumb jock—”
    â€œNever. There is nothing dumb about you, Hunter,” she said, glancing out at the endless cycling of the waves and realizing that was the problem. If he’d been like every other player on her dad’s team, then she’d have said thanks for dinner, I’m outta here . But he wasn’t.
    â€œAw, shucks, ma’am.”
    â€œCan it, Caruthers. You know you’re charming. You play that card when you think it will work to your advantage.”
    â€œIs it working?”
    â€œMaybe. I haven’t decided yet,” she said.
    He turned so that his body was closer to hers. He wasn’t touching her but it wasn’t that hard to imagine his hands on her shoulders, pulling her closer... Ugh. She needed—him. She needed for once to be in her dad’s world and in control. And Hunter wanted something from her. Why shouldn’t she take something from him?
    She lifted her hand, skimmed her fingers along the neat beard on his jaw. His facial hair was soft and smooth to her touch. Cool from the breeze that was wrapping around them. The heat of his skin radiated upward, making her fingers tingle.
    â€œWhat is going on in that beautiful head of yours?” he asked, his voice a low rumble. She closed her eyes so she could try to make a “wise decision” but her hormones and her gut said too late. That ship had sailed as soon as he’d tried to back out of the date because of what strangers might think of her for eating with him.
    She opened her eyes and was unnerved to see he was watching her. That his green-eyed stare was fixed on her. Just waiting.
    He’d been judged many times in his life. She understood that from the stillness in his body and in his gaze. He was waiting for her to reject him, walk away. But he wasn’t cowering.
    â€œHow do you do it?”
    â€œDo what?”
    â€œLive with it. Live with the attention and not go nuts.”
    â€œIt’s been hard. But the truth is, I’m innocent. That’s what gets me through. That and Kingsley. He and I both know the truth of that night.”
    She nodded.
    â€œI’m not sure about letting you have carte blanche with Dad’s videos and files,” she said. “But I don’t want you to walk out of my life. Not yet.”
    The side of his mouth lifted in a slight grin. “I’m listening.”
    â€œI want...that sounds so selfish, doesn’t it?”
    â€œNot at all. I told you what I wanted. Why shouldn’t you have what you want?” he asked.
    His voice was silky smooth, much the way she