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different names. She wanted desperately to believe Jesse Cooke
couldn't find her here.

She was so tired of running, of being afraid.

She wondered if she could move to Billings or Helena and find a job.

Any job. She wasn't without some skills. There was her teaching
degree, and she knew how to use a keyboard. Maybe she could find a
small apartment of her own, even just a room to start until she got on
her feet again.

She could live here, she thought, staring out at the vast and
terrifying and glorious space. Maybe she even belonged here.

She jumped when a hand touched her arm, barely stifled the scream as
her heart leaped like a rabbit into her throat.

Not Jesse, she realized, feeling the fool. The man beside her was
dark, where Jesse was blond. This man had bronzed skin and hair that
streamed to his shoulders. Kind eyes, dark, very dark, in a face as
beautiful as a painting.

But then Jesse was beautiful, too. She knew how cruel beauty could
be.

"I'm sorry." Adam's voice was as soothing as it would have been if
he'd frightened a puppy or a sick foal. "I didn't mean to startle
you.

Iced tea." He took her hand, noting the way it trembled, and wrapped
it around the glass. "It's a dry day."

"Thank you. I didn't hear you come up behind me." In a habit she
wasn' t even aware of, Lily took a step aside, putting distance between
them.

Running room. "I was just . . . looking. It's so beautiful here."

"Yes, it is."

She sipped, cooling her dry throat, and ordered herself to be calm and
polite. People asked fewer questions when you were calm. "Do you live
nearby?"

"Very." He smiled, stepped closer to the rail, and gestured east. He
liked her voice, the slow, warm southern flavor of it. "The little
white house on the other side of the horse barn."

"Yes, I saw it. You have blue shutters and a garden, and there was a