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She lay back with a sigh and thought about all she had just learned about Chancemont LeBlanc Well, well, he liked her more than he wanted to think about—at least she hoped he did

She looked at the tray; the plates were nearly e the job Then she set the tray table aside and got to her feet

He was right—she needed a soak

She ran the water, turned on the jets, and because it was soothing she brushed her hair free of the knots that had collected Then she sank into the soothing bubbles and lay back

She was healing

She could feel the power surging back into her body—his power He had helped her heal faster Did he love her? Was that what it meant? She rolled her eyes at herself “Sure,” she said out loud, “he needs you now—you’re a pretty good team member … proven, and he needs your help to find Pestale” That was all there was to it, and she was heading for a great big fall if she read more into it than there was

Did it matter? Did it matter what he felt? She knehat she felt She knehat she wanted—him

She ran the soapy washcloth over her body and remembered He had soaped her down …

He had seen her naked The notion ether with the excites

“That’s right,” she told herself on a whisper “He saw you naked and walked away Clearly you don’t measure up to the women he has had …”

She sighed and closed her eyes Could she look into the future? Would she see Chance in her future—would she feel Chance kissing her, holding her, ry love with her?

She concentrated, and soh, but it wasn’t Chance—it was Pestale’s face! She gasped and shook herself free of the vision as she sat up

It was a vision, only a vision

She sank back into the water and started thinking of Chance once ht of his smile …

Chance stood in the curved arch of the bathroonetis him, Royce arched her back