Long-Lost Mom. Jill Shalvis

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      “I... You...” She let out a breath and stared at her hand in his. “You make it difficult to think.”

      And she made his heart drum. “You’re opening your office here?” he asked, letting her go. “This is an industrial park.”

      “It’s small and affordable. And it’s perfect, actually. Centrally located.” She looked away. “And most of my business will come from the industry around here, anyway.”

      “Was that the only reason?”

      She regarded the tall oak tree lining the parking lot as if it held the greatest interest. “Not quite.”

      Stone had no idea how he felt about her silent admission that she had picked this spot because of him. Disturbed? Wanted? Wary? Appreciated? All those things, yes, but what he felt mostly was relief.

      She scraped her teeth over her lip, drawing the skin on her chin tight. And there, on her neck above the scarf, he saw a faint weblike scar that spread... With a gentle hand he brushed her scarf aside. His heart beat faster as he realized the scars spread along both sides of her jaw, and disappeared into her hairline behind her ears.

      He jerked his gaze up, meeting her sunglasses-covered eyes, horrified to be caught gaping, even more horrified at whatever it was she’d gone through. “Cindy...”

      She took a step back, bringing her hand up to cup her cheek, an instinctive move on her part whenever she was nervous or upset.

      Now he knew why. She was trying to hide her scars. God.

      “Hey, lady, where do you want this?”

      Cindy quickly turned from Stone, clearly jumping at the chance for distraction. One of the men stood there holding two large boxes. Practically falling in her hurry to get away from Stone, she smiled shakily at the mover. “Next to the filing cabinet Thanks. Is there more? Maybe I should help...”

      The man shook his head and disappeared into the office.

      They were again alone, yet for the first time in his life, Stone didn’t know what to do or say. He wanted to grab her, hold tight and offer comfort, but more than that, he didn’t want to scare her off, and since at the moment Cindy appeared to be braced for flight, he had to be careful.

      Her head was ducked, she was busy studying her shoes. Slowly, gently, he ran his hand over her silky short hair, tucking a strand behind her ear before he cupped her jaw and lifted her face. Stroking her skin with his thumb, he murmured, “What happened to you?”

      Immediately Cindy looked away.

      But Stone forced her chin back up, his clasp on her face firm yet careful, for he was well aware of his strength in a way that most men his size weren’t.

      She shrugged. “The how of it is not important.”

      Stone thought it was important. “Cindy—”

      “Please.”

      Imagining the pain and trauma of whatever she’d been through to cause such scarring made him feel sick for her. But he could see that his closeness was unnerving her, so he backed off.

      She straightened the damn sunglasses he was beginning to hate. “Because of it, I’m here,” she said simply. “Okay?”

      “So there’s a silver lining.”

      A ghost of a smile touched her lips. “Let’s call it a mixed blessing so far. I hope it won’t disturb you, having me nearby every day.”

      He laughed shortly and rolled his shoulders, which were filled with tension. “Disturb me? You’ve done nothing but.” His easy joking tone was such a complete contradiction to his words, her gaze flew to his. “You disturb me a lot,” he told her more seriously. “But I think I like it.”

      Again she gnawed on her lip, and he had the crazy urge to lean forward and put his mouth just there, to that same spot, and nibble her himself. “I wish I knew more about you,” he said, instead. “Why won’t you talk about yourself? About where you come from?”

      “It’s not easy to talk about.” She watched the men removing her things from the truck.

      “I’m sorry.” And he was, though the enormity of it, and what he felt for her, no longer surprised him. “You’ve had it rough?”

      “You...might say that.”

      “No family to help you out?”

      “None that would.” She tilted her head and regarded him. “I wasn’t always a nice person, Stone.”

      “We’ve all made mistakes.”

      “Mine are pretty big.” Drawing a deep breath, she let her words out in a rush, as if expecting him to run off in horror. “I was an angry unhappy kid. I hurt a lot of people, and now those people are likely to hate me.”

      “People forgive.”

      She stared at him, her expression suddenly filled with so much hope, it almost hurt to look at her. “I’d like to think that’s true,” she said. “I’d like to be able to fix some of my wrongs. Make them right someday.”

      “You can do anything you want to do,” he told her. “Especially that.” Her lack of confidence tore at him. Then the men were back with a couch, and Stone took her elbow, drawing her out of their way, even as they both held their breaths at the touch. “I think you’re a wonderful person, Cindy. Others would think it, too, if you gave them a chance.”

      “Yeah, well. That’s easier said than done,” she muttered.

      He shook his head, smiling. “You need more belief in yourself. Hasn’t anyone ever told you what a really great person you are?”

      Not since you, Jenna wanted to cry. Her chest ached with the need to let out some emotion, but she beat it back.

      “You are,” Stone said in that dark seductive voice. “Give yourself a break once in a while, okay?”

      He didn’t understand. Couldn’t, because she hadn’t been honest. But his generosity of heart nearly broke her. “I have no idea why I thought this would be a good thing.” Shaken, she took a step backward, away from him.

      Stone snagged her hand. “Wait,” he said, holding gently but firmly when she would have fled. “I know this is crazy, but there’s something between us already.”

      “But I don’t like it,” she blurted.

      A smile tugged at his provocative mouth. “Doesn’t seem to matter. We’re attracted to each other, wildly so.” His low rough voice and the admission of his feelings thrilled her. “And as much as we might want to ignore it, it isn’t going to go away.”

      She swallowed hard, but didn’t object when he stepped closer, still holding her hand. He seemed so big, so powerful... so unbearably sexy, and he was doing nothing but looking at her, but it was that look, the one that made her knees weak.

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