The Road to Reunion. GINA WILKINS

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      She probably had a boyfriend. A lover, he corrected himself, belatedly remembering her age. At least one, considering the way she looked. Hell, guys were probably lined up at her door.

      It must have been a new experience for her to have to drive across two and a half states to practically beg a man to visit her.

      Her green overnight bag was slung over her shoulder, and her car keys were in her hand. She was going. And the fact that his first instinct was to throw himself in front of the door to bar her way was proof that she wasn’t leaving too soon.

      “You’ll be careful?” He tried to speak brusquely, but he wasn’t sure he was entirely successful.

      “I’ll be careful.” She moistened her lips, then held out a hand to him. “I wrote down all the numbers at the ranch and my own cell number. Our e-mail address is on here, too. Maybe you could call or drop us a line sometime—just to let us know how you’re doing.”

      “You sent me all that information when you invited me to the party the first time.” But he took the folded sheet of paper, anyway, since she had gone to the trouble of writing it all out for him.

      “Just hang on to the list.” She smiled faintly. “Maybe you’ll decide you want to use it someday.”