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Why?”
    Jake throws back his head and laughs heartily. “Oh, God! That’s perfect! The preacher’s daughter!”
    It seems like he’s making fun of me, and I bristle. “And why is that
perfect
?” I ask sharply.
    Jake lowers his head and looks me square in the eye. “Because I’ve got a thing for forbidden fruit, Laney Holt. Consider yourself warned.”
    With another cocky grin tossed my way, Jake turns to mount the steps, leaving me feeling nothing short of breathless.

FOUR: Jake
    T he following afternoon, I’m driving home, thinking to myself that this unforeseen, undesirable incarceration in Greenfield on my family’s peach farm is looking decidedly more promising. Between the part-time job I just got and the tasty little piece that’ll be wandering around my house for the next couple of weeks, I’m feeling pretty optimistic about the time I’ll be spending here. Boredom and I don’t mix, but it’s looking like I won’t have to worry about that any time in the near future.
    When I turn into the driveway, I see a speck of blue through the trees. That’s bound to be Laney. She said she’d see me today, but she didn’t say when. I just assumed she’d call. Luckily, hers is the kind of unexpected visit I could get used to.
    As the lane widens just in front of the house, I see Laney marching angrily toward her car. I steer the Jeep toward the garage and cut the engine, hopping out before she can leave.
    “Where you off to?” I ask as I approach.
    She doesn’t answer, just yanks on the car door handle. It doesn’t open on the first try, which seems to make her that much madder.
    “Hey,” I say, reaching out to touch her arm and turn her toward me.
    She whirls to face me, her eyes flashing furiously. “Don’t touch me!”
    I hold up both hands in surrender and take a step back. “What the hell is the matter with you?”
    I’m not irritated, just curious. It’s a simple question, but she gets all huffy. Which totally turns me on.
    Laney takes a deep breath and pokes me in the chest with one finger. “Listen here,
Mr. Theopolis
, I didn’t come here to be trifled with. I’m here to do a job, but if you refuse to show me the most basic respect and common decency, I’ll be more than happy to turn your case over to another paralegal.”
    I feel my lips twitch. “Trifled with?”
    First her mouth drops open, like she can’t believe I just said that. Then she makes a growling sound and turns around so fast, her hair nearly whips me in the face.
    Quicker than she is, I reach out and grab her arm again, spinning her back toward me. I pull her in close and look down into her beautiful sapphire blue eyes. They’re sparkling with irritation and indignation, and I’ve never before wanted a woman so badly.
    “Hold on just a second. What have I done to show you anything less than respect and common decency?” My voice is low and reasonable, and my hold on her is light. Just enough to keep her from leaving.
    “I told you I’d be back today and you didn’t even have the decency to be here.”
    “If I’d known when you were coming, I’d have been here. You said you’d see me today, but you didn’t say when.”
    I see the doubt flicker through her eyes. They lose a little of their heat as she relaxes in my arms.
    “I told you . . . I mean, I thought I told you . . .”
    I shake my head. “No, you didn’t. You didn’t give me a specific time. I figured you’d call first.”
    Doubt turns to reluctant contrition right before my eyes. “Then I must apologize for getting angry. I just thought . . .”
    “You thought the worst,” I finish for her. “Lucky for you, I’m used to it.”
    “Mr. Theopolis, I—”
    I reach up to lay one finger across her lips. “First of all, call me Jake. Secondly, don’t go apologizing too soon.”
    “But I owe you an apo—”
    “Not after this,” I reply as I lower my mouth to cover hers.
    Her lips are just as soft as I remember and, when I slip my tongue