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I’m not getting through to you." Larry groaned, rubbing his hand across his pleated forehead.
    "Just tell me what you know," Trinity wheedled.
    "No! He won’t settle here. He never settles in any one spot. He usually stays in one place just long enough to get moving whatever project he is currently involved with, makes more money than you and I will ever see in a lifetime, and then he moves on. And I don’t think he’s too anxious to make friends here. The old Karnes place is heavily guarded."
    "Guarded?" Trinity was astonished. "Against what?"
    "Against anyone who might intrude upon his privacy. He only ventures out in public when it is advantageous to him. He’s not exactly reclusive, just selective. He commutes back and forth to his Dallas headquarters by helicopter."
    "Helicopter?"
    "Yeah, he’s had a heliport built south of his house. Haven’t you heard him go over?"
    "I guess not."
    "Well, maybe he approaches from the other direction, I don’t know. But that helicopter and the strip mining aren’t the only things that have people buzzing. He has a red Lamborghini that can almost fly it’s so fast." Larry shook his head admiringly at the idea of the car, but then concluded, "He really hasn’t been in these parts that long, but believe me, he has made his mark. Everyone is dying of curiosity about him."
    A loud knock on the front door interrupted their conversation, and, rising, Trinity walked with lissome grace through the living room, carrying Joshua on her hip.
    Trinity tended to surround herself with the things she loved, and her living room was no exception. Wild flowers of all sorts were scattered across the pattern of the durable material covering the bulky old couch and chairs, which were placed around the room for ease of conversation rather than chic order.
    Flourishing green plants filled every corner of the room, and on the floor, the earth-brown rug Trinity had braided was splashed through with the deep orange hue of a sunset. Leaf-green sheer curtains draped the windows, revealing the view beyond them, so that the room seemed filled with the outdoors. It was an easy, comfortable room, and it showed the effort she had put into it.
    Opening the door, she found Chase Colfax standing on her front porch, leaning against the door-jamb, displaying a sophisticated elegance that hadn’t been apparent the night before.
    It was something of a shock to see him so soon after she and Larry had been talking about him—and in broad daylight, too. But here he was, and, if possible, more severely masculine than he had seemed by moonlight.
    His features were really too harsh to be called handsome. However, no one would dare argue with the term "devastating" to describe the man now standing in front of her.
    His expensive attire of a dark-blue pin-striped custom-made suit toned with a lighter blue shirt and a deep-burgundy print silk tie was in sharp contrast to her own casual outfit of faded jeans and front-buttoned camisole.
    He had one hand inserted casually in his pants pocket, drawing back his jacket and exposing a close-fitting vest. The narrow pinstripes of the beautiful material emphasized the long, muscled strength of him and sent the blood pounding through her veins.
    It was happening again! His sensual magnetism was reaching out to her without his saying a word.
    She hadn’t even noticed that Joshua had a handful of her hair bunched in his tiny fist. Chase noticed, though, because he reached out and carefully freed the silky strands, leisurely brushing the back of his hand against her bare skin as he did so.
    Her stomach clenched at the simultaneous soft touch of his hand and the sharp-edged sound of his voice asking. "Who is this?"
    Before she could answer, a strident noise impinged upon her consciousness, interrupting her train of thought.
    "What is that noise?" she asked. Not exactly what you would call a clever greeting to a man who had kissed her so completely just hours before, she reflected