Jack woke in the night and continued where he’d left off before falling asleep, chiding himself for having broken his own rule. If ever a woman had sent out signals to leave her alone, it was Abbie. But he had ignored every one. He couldn’t blame her. In fact, he understood her point of view better than his own. What bothered him most was the fact that he cared. There was something between them—chemistry… or a magnetic pull, for lack of a better description—that he hadn’t felt in a very long time, if ever. He had enjoyed his share of relationships, but the ones that had lasted for any length of time were the ones that were light, with a lot of emotional space between them. They’d go out, have some fun, and sometimes more. But there had always been an understanding of just what it was… and
