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    “Have you found one?”
    “I’m still looking.” He finished off the bottle of wine.
    She watched as he drank from his glass. “What kind of
trouble?”
    “The kind a stupid, arrogant man gets into when he attracts
the attention of a married young girl.”
    “That doesn’t sound good.”
    “Let’s just say I got caught with my pants down and my uncle
– along with most of the town – wasn’t impressed. So, here I am: the owner of
this fine establishment.”
    “That’s not a bad thing. It has so much potential.” Her face
lit up as she looked around the kitchen. “I know people would flock to this
place.”
    “Maybe.” I’m glad you found this place. “Shall I get
another bottle of wine?”
    “No, thank you. I’m not a big drinker.” She traced the rim
of her glass with her fingertip. “I met a friend of yours today.”
    “Really? Who?”
    “Cora.”
    Shit.
    “She’s an interesting one, isn’t she?” Logan cleared his
throat.
    Cora had been a recurring mistake Logan had made through the
years. In the beginning things were fun and noncommittal, but in the last
months of their relationship she kept dropping not so subtle hints about
marriage and or moving in together. Logan had finally ended things and hadn’t
seen her in over three months.
    “She seems to have a thing for you.”
    “We’re old news. We dated on and off for a while. Things
didn’t work out. I hope she didn’t say anything to offend you.”
    “What could she say to offend me? She just wanted to let me
know she knew all about you and your inn,” she said with a mischievous smile.
    “Sorry about that,” he said. “Maybe I should make the trips
to the market from now on?”
    “I don’t think so.” She stood to clear the table. “I’m not
afraid of your ex. I can hold my own.”
    “I’m sure you can, sweetheart.” He got up from the table to
help her with the dishes. “Does that mean you’ll be cooking tomorrow night
too?”
    “If you want me to.” She opened the dishwasher and stacked
the plates in neatly.
    “I’ve been thinking…” He moved in front of the sink, closer
to where she stood. “Would you consider staying here?”
    “I thought I was.” She turned to face him with wide-eyed
innocence.
    “I know we just met last night; but I feel a connection with
you.” He wondered if he sounded like some needy lunatic. He didn’t care. He’d
never met anyone like her before and something inside him told him he needed to
seize this opportunity. “You’re going through some – stuff and I don’t want to
complicate things for you. It gets pretty lonely up here. I’d like the company.
So, if you’d like to stay and clear your head – or whatever you need to do – I
want you to stay as long as you’d like.”
    She reached out and ran her fingers over the stubble on his
jaw. He closed his eyes and indulged in the feel of her soft fingers caressing
his face. “Just so you know, I’ve been over my ex for a while, so I’m not
running from a past relationship. I left the city because I needed to leave –
for me. I needed a change.”
    “I get that.” He leaned into her palm. “I’ve been searching
for a fresh start for some time.”
    “Maybe once you get the inn going you’ll find what you’re
looking for.”
    “I think I might already have.” He took her face between his
hands and pressed his lips to hers. She moved closer to him, draping her arms
over his shoulders and letting him take the lead with the kiss.
    The feel of her warm lips against his own fueled his desire
for her. When she sighed against his mouth he slipped his tongue between her
lips. He eagerly sought out her tongue tasting the wine that lingered there and
as he continued to kiss her, he pinned her against the counter. He moved his
hands to her hips and pulled her against the bulge in his pants.
    “Logan.” She pushed against his chest. “Stop.”
    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
    “Everything is