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Nina fled down the street, past the statue of Colonel Kilby on his horse, toward the old fort turned souvenir shop. What was she even doing here in Kilby? Trevor kept inviting her to San Diego to live with him and Paige. If she moved to California, she could go to the beach, learn to surf, or maybe rollerblade. Maybe she’d meet a nice California accountant or something like that, someone who wanted the same things she did. A family. A normal, boring existence, with dogs and kids and maybe a pet hamster.
But California wouldn’t have Jim Lieberman. At least, not yet. And for some stupid, stupid reason, the moment he’d body-surfed into the stands in Albuquerque, the moment their eyes had met, she couldn’t think about anyone else. She couldn’t even drag her eyes away from him the rest of t
