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    â€˜Luke!’ The name popped out on a shocked whisper.
    How can he have gotten better looking? The sneaky bastard.
    She studied the high angles of his cheekbones, the heavy-lidded eyes, which always looked as if he’d just climbed out of bed, the flat place on the bridge of his nose where he’d broken it in a fight and the deadly dimple in his chin,which had made her the envy of every girl in class 10C when they’d started dating. Then did a quick survey of long legs encased in black jeans, and the navy blue cotton polo neck hugging a chest that looked much broader than she remembered it, too.
    Why didn’t you give in to your curiosity yesterday and Google him?
    If only she had, she would have been much better prepared for her first eyeful of this new, annoyingly even more buff Luke.
    â€˜Haley,’ he said, murmuring the name she’d had as a girl. The name that had always felt boring and unoriginal until she’d heard him say it. The name she’d changed a year after he’d left.
    â€˜It’s Halle. I don’t answer to that name any more.’
    Any more than I intend to answer to you,
she thought defiantly, even if hearing that name again on his lips had given her an uncomfortable jolt.
    â€˜You mind if I call you Hal?’ he replied, the once familiar nickname giving her another unpleasant jolt. ‘Halle sounds kind of intimidating,’ he said as his gaze drifted up to her hair with a leisurely sense of entitlement.
    If that’s your intimidated look, I’m not buying it.
    She bit down on her frustration.
    â€˜Call me whatever you like,’ she countered with deliberate nonchalance, knowing when she was being played. If he thought he could get a rise out of her that easily, he’d miscalculated.
    Unpleasant jolts be damned.
    â€˜Hal it is, then. I’m glad we got that settled.’ He swept his hair off his brow. She stared resentfully at the thick, casually styled waves of tawny sun-streaked bronze, long enough now to touch the collar of his mac.
    Couldn’t he have lost some of that hair? Surely male-pattern baldness is the least he deserves after the shoddy way he treated me?
    He planted one hand in his back pocket, as she frowned at his non-receding hairline, and cocked his head to one side. The infuriatingly leisurely gaze dropped down to her kitten heels.
    All the muscles in her face and jaw had clenched—in direct counterpoint to his relaxed body language—by the time his eyes finally met hers again.
    â€˜You haven’t changed.’ The rusty tone, rich with appreciation, shimmered over the skin of her nape and made tension scream across her collarbone.
    Back off, buster, that’s one familiarity too far.
    She adjusted the strap of her briefcase to loosen her shoulder blades before she dislocated something.
    â€˜If that’s supposed to be flattering, it’s not.’ She laid on as much snark as she could manage while struggling to draw an even breath. ‘This happens to be new season Carolina Herrera, not a supermarket own brand.’
    His wide lips curved on one side, the half-smile equal parts confidence and rueful amusement—suggesting her attempt at a slap-down had missed its target by a few thousand miles. But then again, she hadn’t expected a direct hit so soon. Luke’s ego had always been robust. Given how good he looked, she’d hazard a guess it was virtually indestructible now.
    â€˜I don’t have a fucking clue who Carolina Herrera is,’ he said, the casual use of the F-word a prosaic reminder of how she’d once found his genial swearing so sexy.
    God, what a clueless muppet I once was.
    â€˜But whoever she is,’ he added, ‘she looks great on you.’
    He took a step forward, coming perilously close to herpersonal space and forcing her to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.
    I do not believe it. Has he actually gotten taller, too?
    While he was