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been any more direct.  "I don't know you."
    "Sometimes it's easier to talk to a stranger."  Though he was quickly discovering he didn't want to be a stranger to Francie.
    "Sometimes."
    He listened to the determination and saw the independence.  "But you're not going to talk to anyone, are you?"
    "I'm an adult.  I have to make my own decisions."
    "That doesn't mean you can't let someone give you perspective."
    "Noah, I've learned that everyone has their own agenda.  I have to work this out on my own.  But thanks for offering."
    He heard her underlying reservations and suspected the real problem was that she didn't trust anyone enough to confide in them.  Why?  Who had hurt her?  McIntosh?
    Noah wrestled with his own demons in matters of trust, knowing they were part of the reason why he traveled as much as he did.  He made sure he didn't stay anywhere long enough to make attachments.  That way he didn't get hurt.
    Yet Francie's offer--or challenge--to stay in Gettysburg a while  intrigued him.  She intrigued him.  Her family intrigued him.  He could monitor his other rinks from here as well as from Richmond.  He'd been traveling the better part of the last three months.  Maybe it was time for a break.
    "When do you have to decide about McIntosh's offer?"
    She gripped the DVD tighter as if it could somehow help her decide.  "He wants to know within the next few weeks.  He's invited me to come up to New York state to watch him train, to train with him, to skate with him again.  But I don't see how I can leave the rink."
    "Why not?  Veronica is more than capable of taking over from what I've seen so far.  Am I right?"
    "I don't know how I'd manage without her.  She's organized and the staff respects her."
    Noah  was close enough to Francie to see each tiny freckle on the bridge of her nose that he hadn't noticed before.  "If Veronica can handle the rink, and if I stay on, you don't have an excuse if you want to go to New York."
    "But I thought you were leaving..."
    "I've decided to agree to your suggestion.  I'll stay.  With video conferencing and my cell phone, I can run the business from here."
    She smiled, as if he'd agreed not to sell.
    "Francie, I said I'd stay.  I'm still looking for a buyer."
    The smiled dimmed slightly, but not much.  "I know.  But at least you're giving the rink a chance.  You won't be sorry."
    He hoped not.  But when he gazed into Francie's beautiful brown eyes, he wasn't so sure.
    ****
    When Francie came into the rink early Sunday afternoon after dinner with her family, Noah was sitting at her desk.  She zeroed in on the larger monitor there, rather than Noah, hoping to forget the strange way she felt whenever she was near him--hot and cold, excited and afraid.  Thinking about Brent's reappearance in her life, her conversation with Noah and his decision to stay on awhile, had kept her awake most of the night.
    Now, seeing Noah so at home at her desk...  "Where did that come from?"
    "It will be helpful with the new programs I uploaded.  I can help you get acquainted with them."
    Noah had discarded his suit coat, his shirt sleeves were rolled up his forearms, the curling brown hair on his wrists and farther up drawing her attention.  He didn't look so stiff, so businesslike.  He looked somewhat casual, sexy...  She eyed the monitor.
    Noah leaned back in the swivel chair, making it squeak.  "If I do sell to someone who wants to keep the rink, if you do stay on, this new set-up will make your job easier.   You have about forty-five minutes before the skating starts."  He stood and motioned to the chair.  "Play with it a little."
    "Noah, I have better things to do."
    "Are you afraid of innovation, Francie?"  His tone challenged her as much as his green gaze.
    She hedged.  "I'm not tech savvy."
    "Just follow the instructions on the screen for entering data."  He crooked his finger at her.  "Come here.  I'll show you."
    Deciding it was better to placate him for