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had been harmless, but Bobby Lansky hadn’t been the understanding type. Neither had the judge, unfortunately.
    But he really hadn’t minded going to the home. Lucas and Ian had both been there at the same time, and at least he got fed regularly, and no one ever punched him in the stomach for leaving a jacket on a chair or playing the stereo too loud. Hell, it had been more like a vacation.
    But that was a long time ago. He couldn’t imagine that was the reason Maggie was so nervous around him.
    Frowning, he stared at the front door. Whatever her reason, he should walk away. He had more work than he could handle, and he didn’t have time for a timid, high-strung female, even if she was drop-dead gorgeous.

    But then, Nick Santos was not a man to walk away from a challenge. And this Maggie Smith, whoever she was, was definitely a challenge.
    Besides, he was certain that incredible smell emanating from inside the Smith house was roast beef.
    What the hell. He rang the doorbell again.
    The door flew open, this time with Angela Smith on the other side. “Nicholas Santos! What a pleasant surprise. Come in, come in.” She took hold of his arm and tugged him into the entryway. “I haven’t seen you since the wedding. Maggie, sweetheart, look who’s here. It’s Nick!”
    From the corner of his eye, behind him, Nick caught a flutter of hands, a waving motion, but when he turned, Maggie stood perfectly still, a tight, thin smile on her lips.
    â€œWe ran into each other at the store,” he said with a grin, and watched her cheeks flush at his choice of words.
    â€œWhy, Margaret Jane, you didn’t even tell me. Shame on you.” Angela closed the door. “Well, now that you’re here, you’re staying for dinner and I’ll not take no for an answer. I’m sure you like roast beef and mashed potatoes, don’t you, Nick?”
    Maggie’s head snapped toward her mother. “I’m sure Nick already has other plans, Mom.”
    â€œI love roast beef.” Nick kept his eyes on Maggie, fascinated by the small twitch of distress at the corner of her jaw. A delicate, enticing jaw, that gave way to a long, slender, enticing neck.
    She wanted him gone in the worst way. Which only made him want to stay all the more.
    He turned back toward her mother and handed her the grocery bag in his hand. “Bud and Joe’s was having
a special on these. I thought maybe you could use some.”
    Angela took the bag and looked inside. “Green beans. How thoughtful of you, Nick. I actually sent Maggie to the store for some, but she forgot the list.”
    He glanced back at Maggie. The blush that had brightened her cheeks only a moment ago now colored her entire face. “Try them with a can of mushroom soup and cheese,” he said. “They make a great casserole.”
    â€œYou cook?” Angela beamed at Maggie. “He cooks, Maggie. Isn’t that wonderful? Boyd—” Angela stuck her head into the living room “—Nicholas Santos stopped by to say hello. He’s going to have dinner with us. Oh, heavens, I’ve got to check on the biscuits. Maggie, sweetheart, take Nick out to say hello to your father.”
    Nick watched Maggie squirm when her mother left them alone in the entry hall. She stood stiff as a fence post, and he could see her battle between good manners and tossing him out of the house.
    Whatever was going on here with the woman, Nick had the distinct feeling it went beyond shyness.
    A challenge and a mystery. Now if only he could get the lady to talk to him, he just might stand a chance. “I heard you got married.”
    She glanced over her shoulder toward her father. “Yes, I did.”
    Nick frowned. That wasn’t the right answer. She was supposed to tell him she was divorced. “I also heard you got divorced.”
    Surprise lit her eyes as she looked back at him. “Did you?”
    Not exactly an