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she wouldn’t turn him off her property.
    And he knew it, too. Oh, he knew it.
    He’d brought those pictures with him on purpose, and he’d mentioned them at exactly the right moment. Now he was cradling them closely in his hand. On the surface, it was a casual gesture, but she knew he was doing it with deliberate intent. She wasn’t going to get to touch those pictures until he chose to let her, and since they were so precious to her, she didn’t dare try and grab them from him by force.
    Against a man like Loucan, she would have no hope of success. His strength had been apparent to her from the beginning. It wasn’t just about his powerful size or his almost intimidating good looks. There was an unusual force of will displayed in those incredible blue eyes. This man knew what he wanted.
    His thick, dark hair was pulled into a short, tight braid that lay against the back of his neck, making him look like an English sailor from two hundred years ago. The style revealed the regal height and breadth of his forehead and emphasized his square jaw and very masculine bone structure.
    He’d frightened her on the beach the other night, from the moment his strong, deep voice had uttered her name. Her full, real name. No one had used it since Cyria died.
    Thalassa.
    It meant “one who comes from the sea.”
    She shivered a little, and wished she was wearing something more substantial than this snug top this morning. She felt vulnerable, physically and emotionally, but wasn’t going to let it show if she could possibly help it.
    “Show me the photos!” she demanded.
    In his hand she caught the tiniest glimpse of a gorgeous couple dressed in wedding finery, and her heart did a flip against her rib cage. Was that lovely woman with the honey-colored hair Phoebe? Or was it Kai? Oh lord, she should know! A woman should be able to recognize her own sisters!
    The phone rang—so perfectly timed that she almost suspected Loucan of engineering the call somehow.
    She was tempted to let it ring, except that when you ran a small business essentially on your own, you couldn’t afford to do that. All her calls were potentially important. In any case, Loucan had taken advantage of the moment and had hidden the photos back in their packet.
    “Take the call,” he said. “This can wait.”
    She was already running to the phone that was fixed to the kitchen wall. It was her decision to take the call, not his! She refused to respond to his arrogant orders, and she wasn’t going to let him underestimate her.
    “Lass?” The voice on the other end of the line was shaky, but she recognized it right away.
    “Susie? What’s up?”
    “We’ve just had an accident. Rob was driving, but it wasn’t his fault….”
    “Oh, Lord, Susie, are you all okay?”
    Susie and her sister Megan helped in the tearoomkitchen every day, while Susie’s husband, Rob, came part-time to keep the garden in shape and handle maintenance. Susie and Rob were in their late twenties, hoping to start a family soon, and Lass was close to them.
    Well, as close as she ever let herself get to anybody.
    “We’re fine.” Susie burst into tears.
    They were obviously not fine. In a rambling account, Lass heard the details. Susie had lacerations on her face, Megan was being assessed for a head injury and Rob had probably broken something, but they weren’t yet sure what. They were at the emergency department of the local hospital.
    “I’ll try to get out to you as soon as I can,” Susie promised, “but they want to put dressings on the cuts, and—”
    “Susie, you’re not coming in today, okay? None of you. Or tomorrow. Not till you’re ready. It should be quiet. I’ll—”
    “Quiet? It’s the middle of school summer break!”
    “I’ll manage. We can still get quiet days sometimes. You just look after yourself and Megan and Rob.”
    The fact that Susie stopped arguing at once was proof that neither she, her sister nor Rob were fit to come in. Lass put down the