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Natalie wasn’t sure if it was the effect of her unbelievably long trip from Chicago, or the fact that she hadn’t eaten since lunch, or the number of BTU’s she’d burned up simply standing in the cold waiting for her ride. Whatever the cause, Theo Bellini looked better than anything she’d set eyes on for years.
With his big frame and dark laughing eyes, he’d always struck her as a kind of merry giant. He’d always had a huge thirst for life. So had she—but her drive had been more about ambition.
“Natalie Desroches?” He was still staring at her in shock. “Aren’t you supposed to be on a TV somewhere explaining El Nino?”
“Normally I would be. But I decided to surprise Granny for Christmas.” She blinked snowflakes off her eyelashes. “Any chance I could get in?”
He shook himself out of his
