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Just a week ago, Isaac would have never thought he’d be able to feel this way again—especially toward Leanne. But seeing how upset the town was with her had struck a protective chord within Isaac. He couldn’t allow them to gang up on her, especially when no one had their facts straight. Including him. He’d never bothered to ask. Isaac had figured they were beyond that.
But now, standing so close to her, smelling her citrus perfume—none of that seemed to matter so much anymore. She looked so vulnerable, her gaze flitting around the children’s garden, not seeming able to look at him. It made Isaac want to pull her into his arms and tell her everything would be okay. That the past two years couldn’t erase the fifteen years they’d been together.
Oh, he still wanted more information about
