“How come?”

She glared at him and he held up a hand in conciliation. “You’re right, that’s too personal. If you’re sterile—”

“I’m not.”

“So it’s him?”

She was about to come off the crate again, but he patted the air between them. “Okay, okay, the topic of children is taboo. I won’t go there.” He paused as though realigning his thoughts. “So you were seeing Noah every day at work and fell head over heels in no time.”

“Actually I had had a mad crush on him even before I met him.”

“How’s that?”

“I had read his book.”

“The Vanquished.”

“You know it? Oh, of course, the article again. It referenced Noah’s novel.”

“Yes, but I was already familiar with it,” he said. “I’d read it when it came out.”

“So did I. About fifty times.”

“Are you kidding?”

“No. I love it. The main character, Sawyer Bennington, became the man in my romantic fantasies.”

“You have fantasies?”

“Doesn’t everyone? It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Maybe not for you. But I’ve had some fantasies that were pretty shameful. Want to hear them?”

“You’re irrepressible.”

“That’s exactly how my preschool teacher described me to my mom.”

“When…?”

“When for three days straight she caught me in the boys’ restroom test-driving my new favorite toy.”

“I won’t even ask.”

“You’d be better off not to. Anyway, what were we talking about?”

“Sawyer Bennington.”

“Right. Your hero and the object of your romantic fantasies. Which strikes me as strange.”

“Why?”

“Wasn’t he a criminal of some sort?”

“A thief and a murderer.”

“Generally considered criminal.”

“But his crimes were justified because of what was done to his wife and child. When he discovered their bodies, I cried buckets. I still cry every time I read it.” Her expression turned dreamy and wistful.

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