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Lydia didn’t turn around. Part of her wanted to. She couldn’t explain it, but Evan felt like the other part of her soul. His love of his community, the land and the silence at the end of the day. These were the very things her hungry soul clamored for, but had never found.
The crunch of gravel under his boots warned her he was behind her before he touched her shoulder. His warmth burned through the thin layer of silk. She wished she were wearing a strapless evening gown so that he would touch her skin.
She took a deep breath, wanting to hide from him and the new emotions coursing through her. But her new life wasn’t based on lies. Sure it isn’t, she thought.
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