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wasn’t going to
waste any more time in making her dreams come true. And that
included indulging in her naughty fantasies too.
     
    * * * * *
    Ewan absently poked a
fork into his chicken salad and frowned as he read the newspaper
laid out on the table. There was an article about how Jaxie had
escaped death. His gut clenched as he remembered digging the
hard-crusted snow from around her head and then while Rachel, Royce
and the other guys kept digging, Ewan had fused his mouth over her
cold blue lips in an effort to get her to breathe.
    “ She’s one
lucky lady, don’t you think?” Royce said from immediately behind
Ewan. He turned and gazed up at his friend who winked at him and
nodded at the paper.
    “ Yeah. Lucky,”
Ewan replied. Too close for
comfort .
    Ewan reached out and
folded the newspaper, then pushed it out of his way. He didn’t need
to be reminded about the terror he’d experienced thinking that
Jaxie was going to die. He never wanted to live through something
like that again. No way.
    “ You know what
they say about second chances…” Royce said softly and let the words
dangle over Ewan’s head like a hangman’s noose.
    Ewan didn’t reply. Now
was not the time to think about Jaxie, although he had to admit
that was all he’d been doing since they’d broken up and now he’d
been obsessing about her since the avalanche.
    An unpleasant silence
followed. He could almost hear the wheels churning in Royce’s mind
trying to figure out how to work Jaxie’s unpleasant experience into
Ewan’s subconscious.
    “ Well, speak
of the devil,” Royce suddenly blurted.
    For a second, he thought
Royce was talking about one of his many ex-girlfriends who dropped
in occasionally with meals for Royce. He had no idea why the guy
didn’t stay in one relationship for long. Yet all his
ex-girlfriends kept him around as a friend. Why couldn’t Ewan be
like that with Jaxie? Just keep her around as a friend.
    “ Hey,” came a
soft voice Ewan immediately recognized. Shivers melted over him as
he turned to peer over his should at Jaxie standing in the
lunchroom doorway.
    It had only been a couple
of days since her run-in with the avalanche, and aside from several
yellowing bruises on her face, she looked sexy as sin in a
violet-colored spring jacket that she’d unzipped, showing off a
light-gray business suit with a low V-neck blouse that showed him
the lush valley of her breasts.
    He inhaled
slowly in the hopes his heart rate would relax. It didn’t. As a
matter of fact, excitement shot through him at the way Royce moved
toward her like a man on the prowl. Like a man who wanted her. Owned her.
    Ewan blinked as stunning
shock waves swept over him.
    Why had he
never noticed Royce’s interest in Jaxie before? Why didn’t it
bother him that it suddenly appeared that another man wanted his woman?
    Confusion left Ewan
staring at Royce. When Royce reached her, his arms went up and he
placed his hands on each side of the doorjamb, preventing Jaxie
from entering the room.
    “ What brings
you to our icy domain, lucky lady?” Royce purred.
    To Ewan’s surprise, Royce
lowered one of his arms and brushed a finger along a bruise on
Jaxie’s right cheek. It seemed such a gentle, tender touch that
Ewan wondered if something was going on between them.
    An odd sizzle of
curiosity snapped through him. Were they seeing each other? Had
Jaxie come here to see Royce?
    The vulnerable way she
looked at Royce, as if she might have feelings for him, mesmerized
Ewan. She used to look at him like that too. Exposed, needy,
wanting him.
    Damn, he’d really screwed
things up with her, hadn’t he? His gut clenched as a huge wave of
loss swept over him. A couple of days ago he’d almost lost her and
fought like crazy to breathe life into her. Now it was as if he
were losing her all over again. Yet, he couldn’t allow himself to
spill his guts and just tell her how much he still loved her. For
all he knew, she’d already moved on with her