Wanted by Her Lost Love

through her veins.Ryan insisted on carrying her inside. He cradledher close as he walked through the front door andshe craned her neck to take in the interior.Instead of showing her around, he took her to theglass doors that led to the wraparound porch in theback. As she had suspected, there were only threestones marking the very short pathway from theporch to the sand.As soon as she stepped onto the porch, thebreeze from the water ruffled her hair. She closedher eyes and inhaled deeply, savoring the tang of thesalt and the lush, warm air that surrounded them.“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.He smiled. “I’m glad you approve—because it’syours.”She went still in his arms and locked her gaze withhis. For a long moment she was too stunned to findher voice. When she finally did, it came out as acroak. “I don’t understand.”He eased her down onto the steps leading to thesand. Then he sat beside her as they stared over theshimmering blue of the water.“I bought it for you. For us. This is your house.”