"Tracy," Rayna said, her heart beating so loudly she feared he would hear it, "I"m going to have to call you back." She clicked the off button, still staring at Tyler in disbelief. "How...how in the world did you find me? Who told you where I live?"
"No one," he whispered vaguely, so overcome by her appearance, he could barely speak. She looked amazingly young, standing there shoeless, the red turtleneck sweater accentuating her full breasts, a cloud of dark hair framing her oval face. She was such a disarming vision he almost had to pinch himself. This was no illusion, no part of the fantasy he"d clung to for so long, but the real flesh and blood woman. "I followed you."
"What?"
Noting the flare of agitation in her eyes, he assumed an air of innocence. "I apologize for intruding, but s
