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best chocolate cake I’ve ever had.” He added his best smile with the compliment.
    Megan chuckled and he loved the sound. It was husky, warm, inviting. It made him want to hold her against him, feel the laughter move through her body.
    Whoa! He was going to be in big trouble if he thought that way.
    “You’re too easy. Mom will love cooking for you.”
    “Good.”
    They stared at each other, tension building. Finally, she moved back to the sink, grabbing the dishcloth as if it were a life raft. “I’ll…I’ll finish cleaning while you look at my car.”
    “Okay. I’d better wash my hands first. Wouldn’t want to get chocolate icing on your car.” He moved to the sink and she hurriedly backed away. “I don’t bite,” he said, keeping his voice mild.
    “No, of course not. I didn’t want to get in your way.”
    Rick didn’t believe her. He’d felt the tension a moment ago. The same tension they’d felt when they’d run into each other in the hall. When he was naked. And wished she was.
    Was he crazy to think he could share the house with this woman and not feel anything? He couldn’t find relief somewhere else, not if he was married to her. He was about to enter a celibate period in his life.
    About to? He almost snorted with derisive laughter. He’d been celibate for a couple of years now. After his divorce, he’d tried dating, but he discovered the women he’d met had a hidden agenda. First him, then his money. Whatever it took.
    So he’d accepted a different life-style. And been happy with it until today. Or actually Saturday when he’d first met Megan Ford. What was it about her that stirred him?
    Other than her beauty. Her body. Her smile. Her sad story. Her selflessness. Her family.
    He shook his head. He could go on listing things he liked about her forever.
    “You won’t look at my car?”
    “What? Of course, I will. I said I would.”
    “But you were shaking your head no.”
    He smiled at her, barely restraining the urge to drop a kiss on her soft lips. “I was thinking about something else. I’ll go look at your car right now.”
    “Thank you,” she said, offering him that special smile again.
    He almost stumbled in his hurry to move away before he forgot why he should.
    “I’ll be outside.”
    She nodded.
    He turned his back and rushed outside, taking a deep breath of the spring night air.
    Then he moved to the economy sedan she drove. Like he was a mechanic. Well, he could at least look at it. He knew a little about cars.
    She’d left the keys in the ignition. He slipped behind the wheel and turned them, just in case she’d been wrong. No such luck.
    He reached down and released the hood and got out of the car. With the porch light on, he thought he’d be able to see well enough to tell if the damage was something he could handle.
    Propping up the hood, he scanned the motor. Then his gaze reached the battery.
    Bingo.
    The negative battery wire was disconnected. He frowned. Why would that happen? Driving on a rough road wouldn’t pull the wire loose. It probably required a wrench to loosen it.
    Which meant the damage was deliberate.
    A sinking feeling settled in his stomach.
    It looked like the matchmakers were at work again.

Chapter Four
    Megan watched Rick from the kitchen window. The dishes were all rinsed and put in the dishwasher, but she hadn’t started it. It only had a few things in it.
    What was she supposed to do now? Rick was bent over her motor, like he knew what was wrong. She could offer to help, but she knew almost nothing about cars. She’d been raised in a female household since her father had died when she was a little girl.
    Maybe she should see if Rick had left his dirty clothes upstairs. She could put them in the washer. Running up the stairs, she found the clothes he’d been wearing when he came in just where she’d expected to find them. In a pile on the floor of the bathroom.
    Men! But maybe picking up his clothes was worth it if he fixed her car.