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“Jesska?”

“You can tell me through the door.”

He smiled. “No, that’s not the deal.”

“I didn’t make any deal with you.”

“What are you afraid of?” he challenged.

“Oh, I don’t know. You brainwashing me into believing something I don’t?”

Despite her snarky tone, he couldn’t help but smile. “I can’t do that, elskan.”

“Stop calling me that!” she snapped.

He took a deep breath. “Were you going somewhere?”

“No... when?”

“Just now when you walked to your car and then went back inside.”

“Oh, right. Um... yes. I was going to a friend’s house.”

He frowned. “Did Dalton Moore call you?”

“Why would Dalton Moore call me?” The innocence in her voice was forced.

“Jesska.”

“What?”

“Did Dalton Moore call you and tell you I was coming?”

“That’s not really any of your business,” she said. “Now, go away.”

“Please Jesska. Open the door and I’ll explain everything and answer any questions you might have.”

It took several more minutes before he heard the locks turn and the door opened. She peeked through the crack. “You have three minutes.”

He smiled. “Would you like to speak out here?”

“No. It’s freezing out there.” She stepped back, opening the door wider. “You can come in. But not for long.”

He stepped inside, the heat hitting him like a wave, and he stepped back out. “I can’t come in, sweetheart.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s too hot.”

She glanced behind her. “It’s only seventy-two.”

“I can’t come in unless it’s below sixty-eight. I’m sorry.”

“Good lord, you really are entitled,” she complained. “Give me a second. I’ll turn down the heat.” She stepped over to the thermostat and adjusted it.

Kaspar watched the graceful, elegant way that she moved, something he wished he could film and watch over and over. She was stunning.

“What?” she asked as she closed the distance between them.

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