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      If she was self-conscious, he wasn’t. His pale eyes were narrow, glittering, dangerous as they met hers.

      “I thought you didn’t dance, Hayes,” Merrie said. She was smiling, but she seemed ill at ease.

      “I don’t, as a rule,” he agreed, smiling back. “But I can manage it once in a while.”

      “We’re all here to support the local animal shelter,” Ivy told Merrie. “From the looks of this crowd, they’re going to end up with plenty of donations.”

      “I send them a check every year,” Stuart said curtly.

      “Did you two come together?” Hayes asked curiously.

      “We were both at a loose end tonight,” Merrie replied. “I got someone to cover for me at the hospital. I really came because I knew Ivy would be here. I haven’t seen her in so long!”

      Ivy was bemused. She wondered why Merrie seemed so unlike herself.

      “I never believed you’d make a nurse,” Hayes told Merrie with a grin. “I still remember you fainting when we had to sew up a wound on that old horse you used to trot around on.”

      “I wish I could forget.” Merrie groaned. “It wouldn’t have been so bad, except for where I landed.”

      “It was the only fresh manure on the place,” Stuart inserted with a chuckle. “I swear she took three baths that day before she got rid of the smell.”

      The band started up again, this time playing a dreamy slow tune. Hayes looked down at Merrie. “Want to dance?”

      She hesitated.

      “Go on,” Ivy coaxed, smiling.

      Merrie relaxed a little and let Hayes take her hand. He led her onto the dance floor and into a lazy box step. Was it Ivy’s imagination, or did Merrie look as if she’d landed in paradise, wrapped up in Hayes Carson’s strong arms?

      “Do you dance, Mr. York?” Tippy asked.

      He shook his head, sliding his big hands into his pockets. “Afraid not.”

      She smiled. “Neither do I. At least, not very well. I’m learning, though.”

      Cash drew her to his side. “Yes, you are, baby,” he said affectionately. “Come on. We can always do with a little practice. See you both later,” he added.

      Which left Ivy alone with Stuart for the first time in over two years. She was ill at ease and it showed.

      He turned and looked down at her deliberately, his pale eyes narrow and searching. “I like the dress,” he said, his voice deep and slow.

      “Thanks,” she said, a little self-conscious because of the way he was looking at her. “I keep books for a boutique owner. It’s a model she’s hoping to sell.”

      “So what are you, walking advertising?” he asked.

      She smiled. “I suppose so.”

      He glanced at his sister dancing with Hayes. “She used to have a horrific crush on him,” he said out of the blue. “I was glad when she outgrew it. Hayes takes chances. He’s been in two serious gun battles since he became sheriff. He barely walked away from the last one. She’d never make a lawman’s wife.”

      “She made a nurse,” she pointed out.

      “Yes, well, patients go home when they’ve healed. But a lawman’s wife waits up all hours, hoping he’ll come home at all.” He looked down at her. “There’s a difference.”

      She felt guilty when she remembered the way Merrie had looked when Hayes asked her to dance, as if she’d trespassed on someone else’s property. Considering Stuart’s attitude, it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility that Merrie might be hiding her interest in Hayes. Stuart liked him, but he’d always said that Hayes was too old for his sister, not to mention being in one of the more dangerous professions. Merrie idolized her brother. She wouldn’t deliberately cross him.

      “Why are you here with Hayes?” he asked abruptly.

      She blinked at the boldness of the question. She should have told him it was none of his business. But she couldn’t. He had that air of authority that had always opened doors for him.

      “He didn’t want to come alone and neither did I,” she said.

      “He’s well off, and he’s a bachelor,” he replied.

      “Are you making a point?” she asked.

      His eyes narrowed on her face. “You’ll be twenty-one soon.”

      She was surprised that he kept up with her age. “Yes, I suppose so.”

      He didn’t blink. “Merrie said you wanted to study opera.”

      “Then she must have also said that I don’t want to leave Jacobsville,” she replied. “It would be a waste of time to train for a career I don’t want.”

      “Do you want to keep books for other people for the rest of your life?”

      “I like keeping books. You might remember that I also do the occasional article for the local cattlemen’s association.”

      He didn’t reply to that. His eyes went back to his sister, moving lazily around the dance floor with Hayes. After a minute, his big hand reached down and caught Ivy’s. He tugged her gently onto the dance floor and slid his hand around her waist.

      “You said you didn’t dance,” she murmured breathlessly.

      He shrugged. “I lied.” He curled her into his body and moved gracefully to the music, coaxing her cheek onto his chest. His arm tightened around her, bringing her even closer.

      She could barely breathe. The proximity was intoxicating. It brought back that one sweet interlude between them, so long ago. It was probably a dream and she’d wake up clutching a pillow in her own bed. So why not enjoy it, she thought? She closed her eyes, gave him her weight, and sighed. For an instant, she could almost have sworn that a shudder passed through his tall body.

      She felt his lips against her forehead. It was the closest to heaven she’d ever come.

      But all too soon it was over. The music ended and Stuart stepped away from her.

      She felt cold and empty. She wrapped her arms around herself and forced a smile that she didn’t really feel.

      Stuart was watching her intently. “That shade of green suits you,” he said quietly. “It matches your eyes.”

      She didn’t know how to handle a compliment like that from him. She laughed nervously. “Does it?”

      He smiled slowly. It wasn’t like any smile she’d ever had from him. It made his pale eyes glitter like sun-touched diamonds, made him look younger and less careworn. She smiled back.

      Merrie joined them, an odd little smile touching her lips. “Having fun?” she asked Ivy.

      “It’s a very nice dance,” Ivy replied, dragging her eyes away from Stuart.

      “It is,” Merrie agreed.

      Hayes had been stopped on the way off the dance floor by a somber Harley Fowler, who motioned Cash Grier to join them. Hayes made a face before he rejoined them, disappointment in his whole look.

      “We’ve had word of a drug shipment coming through,” he said under his breath. “Harley was watching for it. He says they’ve got a semi full to the brim with cocaine. I have to go. We’ve been setting this sting up for months, and this is the first real break we’ve had.” He stared at Ivy. “I can get one of my deputies to swing by and take you home,” he began.

      “She can ride with us,” Stuart said easily. “No problem.”

      “Thanks,” Hayes said. He grinned at Ivy. “Our first

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