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“I haven’t had these in years.”
    “Well, then, you’re in for a treat.” He took out another two boxes of the stuff and set them by the other. She laughed.
    “Is there anything in here to cook?”
    He nodded and tapped the microwave dinners, and she shook her head.
    “If I know anything about my family, they won’t let us cook. Just watch...” He leaned back against the countertop and crossed his arms over his chest. “First thing in the morning, we’ll have a feast delivered to our doorstep.”
    She turned and looked at him. He was wearing another new shirt. The jeans looked new as well, and he had a pair of boots on that she hadn’t seen before.
    “Do a little clothes shopping?” She waved to his clothes.
    He smiled. “I stopped by my brother’s house and borrowed a few of his things. I have a bag of stuff out in the truck.” He grabbed his Coke and walked out.
    She turned back and finished putting away everything he’d bought. There were even frozen fudge bars that were half-melted. She couldn’t stop herself from taking one out and popping it into her mouth. Even half-melted, it tasted good. If Ryan continued to eat like a teenager, she was going to gain weight while they hid out. She would just have to counter all his junk food with morning jogs. After all, she had her jogging shoes and clothes. Besides, she wanted to see the country. She hadn’t been up to this part of Texas before and was sure there was plenty to see.
    Maybe she could even go for a ride. She hadn’t been on a horse in years. She walked into the living room just as Ryan came in with a huge duffel bag of clothes.
    “Wow, is that full of stuff your brother gave you?”
    He nodded. “There’s some stuff in here for you, too.” He set the bag down. “Missy and my cousins heard that we had to leave town quickly and they were concerned you didn’t have enough.”
    “How sweet of them.” She walked over and sat down.
    “What are you watching?” He sat next to her on the small couch, which instantly felt smaller. His leg and arm were pushed right up against hers. When she tried to move aside to make enough room, he scooted over and took what little room she had vacated.
    “There is another chair there.” She pointed to the rocker that sat in the corner.
    He chuckled. “I’m not sitting on that hard thing to watch TV.”
    She glared at him. “Well, you’re taking up too much room.” She tried to push him away, but he just laughed. When she tried harder, he took her wrists in his hands and pulled her closer.
    “You smell good.” He pulled until she was halfway in his lap. Her hands went to his chest and when she tried to push him away again, he just laughed. “You sure are feisty.”
    “Let go of me.” She pushed him again. This time his hands dropped, and she realized she was almost straddling him. His hard thighs were under hers, her hands were flat on his chest, and she could feel his muscles jump under her fingers.
    She hadn’t meant to stay there on his lap, but then she looked at his lips, at his eyes, and froze. How had she not noticed how perfect he was? Her eyes ran from his beautiful green eyes to his dark lashes, over his perfect eyebrows, and zeroed in on a small scar that ran from his left eyebrow to the corner of his hairline. Reaching up, she ran a finger over the light scar.
    “How’d you get this?”
    His hands were on her hips, and she couldn’t imagine anything feeling better.
    “Ryan,” he whispered. “Or so I’m told.”
    She moved just a little and felt him react to the closeness. Her fingers moved back into his hair. “Why’d you cut it?”
    His eyes laughed a little at her. “To throw them off my trail. I’ve had the long hair and beard every time they dealt with me. They won’t really know what I look like clean.”
    Her fingers scraped his scalp, and she saw his eyes heat. “I knew it was you instantly.”
    He nodded. “You’d seen Reece...” He stopped when she ran her hand