“What are you running from?” he asked.

Kelly went hot and cold by turns as shock ripped through her. How had he known? What had she said? How had her most closely guarded secret been so obvious? When she managed to find her voice, she said, “I don’t know what you mean.”

“I think you do,” he said quietly.

“You don’t know anything about me!”

“That’s true. And it’s none of my business, really. But the way you opened the door this afternoon, looking like a frightened gazelle, and rented this crappy place in a town in the middle of nowhere… Sorry. I don’t think you’re on a vacation.”

“It doesn’t matter what I am.”

“Maybe not.” He leaned back a bit in his chair as if to give her more space. “I guess I’ve outstayed my welcome.”

She didn’t want him to go. Didn’t want to rattle around alone in this house, not yet.

“Wait,” she said tautly.

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