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So this was Jereh the printing in the letter had been, at best, at a third grade level, and the tone was the same, one of an exuberant child on a mission

Will clier The car was the reason he’d al checking over a shipment of caviar An exclusive from Russia, he’d paid a fortune for it and had done the inspection hi had been a last-minute decision, and the Bay Area traffic had been bumper-to-bumper on the detour back to his ho was here, and everyone seemed to be out for a drive on the first clear, sunny Saturday in weeks

Fortunately, the excitement on the boy’s face as he raced around the car orth the extra trouble

“Wo” Jeremy spoke so fast it was almost one word

“Jere at the boy as she did so Her voice was as sle malt whiskey Will imported

If Jereer, she could have been his mother—the same nose, the same blue eyes But at so to be the hteen-year-old

“I’m Will,” he said as he left Jeremy to his raptures over the car for a few moments and turned to focus his attention on her “Will Franconi”

“It’s nice to meet you, Mr Franconi”

She shook his hand and he was struck not only by the strength of her handshake, but also by how soft her skin was So soft that he didn’t want to let go, especially when he caught the flicker of awareness—and heat—that sparked in her eyes when they touched

“I’m Harper Newman” She carefully drew her hand away from his “My brother Jeremy is obviously too excited for a proper introduction” She s to study the rier over it “I really appreciate your taking the time to show us your car collection With your busy schedule, we don’t want to keep you too long”

“First of all, call me Will And second, it’s eous wo by her bare left hand—here today She had no idea just how great a pleasure thishad turned out to be