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kids have one of the highest overall pass out grades from high school? Did you know that our welfare programme has just been applauded as one of the finest in the union and that...’
    ‘Yes...yes, I do know all those things, and I’m not knocking the county. It’s my home, after all, and I love it. My father is its Governor and...’
    Fixing his steel-grey gaze on her, Liam ignored what she was saying, demanding seriously, ‘Did you know that the gardens surrounding the Governor’s residence have been declared a tribute to our Governor’s lady’s taste and knowledge of—’
    ‘Oh, but I designed those,’ Sam began and then stopped, glaring accusingly at him.
    ‘Oh, all right, you got me there,’ she acknowledged ruefully, her own mouth curving into a reluctant smile as she saw the humour in the curl of Liam’s mouth.
    ‘New Wiltshire County is a wonderful place, Liam, I know that. I just thought you might prefer something a little bit more...a little bit less parochial,’ she told him dryly, unable to resist adding, ‘After all, you seem to spend an awful lot of time in Washington.’
    ‘With your father,’ Liam replied promptly before adding, ‘but if I’d realised that you were missing me...’
    Sam gave him a withering look.
    ‘Don’t give me that,’ she warned him. ‘I know you—
remember... I don’t know what all those girls you date see in you, Liam—’ she began severely.
    ‘No?’ he interrupted her swiftly. ‘Want me to show you?’
    To her own irritation Sam could feel herself starting to colour up a little.
    She knew perfectly well that Liam was only teasing her. She ought to; after all, he had been doing it for long enough.
    ‘No thanks,’ she responded automatically. ‘I prefer exclusivity in my men. Exclusivity and brown eyes,’ she told him mock musingly. ‘Yes, there is quite definitely something about a man with brown eyes.’
    ‘Brown eyes... Mmm... Well, I guess I could always keep mine closed—or wear contact lenses. What were you thinking about when I saw you just then?’ he demanded, completely changing tack.
    ‘Thinking about?’
    Samantha knew perfectly well how he would read it if she was to tell him. He would be even more disapproving and dismissive than her twin sister.
    ‘Er...nothing...not really,’ she fibbed, then as she saw him start to frown and guessed that he wasn’t going to let her answer stand without some further questioning, she added quickly, ‘I was thinking about my upcoming visit to Bobbie.’
    ‘You’re going to England?’
    Samantha shot him an uncertain look. He was frowning and his voice had sharpened almost to the point of curtness.
    ‘Uh-huh, for a whole month. More than long enough I guess for Bobbie to put her matchmaking plans into practice,’ she told him flippantly.
    ‘Bobbie’s trying to matchmake for you?’
    ‘You know what she’s like.’ Samantha shrugged. ‘She’s so besotted with Luke that she wants to see me equally happily married off. You’d better watch out, Liam,’ she joked, ‘You’re even older than me. She could be matchmaking for you next! Mind you, perhaps she’s right. England could be the place to find a man,’ Samantha mused, her eyes clouding as she remembered Cliff’s taunt. ‘There is something deeply attractive about English men.’
    ‘Especially when they’ve got brown eyes?’ Liam asked in an unfamiliarly hard voice.
    ‘Umm...especially then,’ Samantha agreed unseriously. But Liam, it seemed, was taking the subject much more seriously than she was because he looked away from her and when he looked back his eyes were a particularly cold and analytical shade of grey.
    ‘It wouldn’t be one specific brown-eyed Englishman we are talking about, would it?’
    ‘One specific...’ Samantha was lost. ‘Well, gee, I guess one would be enough,’ she agreed, putting on her best country-cousin hill-billy voice. ‘At least to start with, but then... What are you getting at, Liam?’ she