Bedroom Eyes / Sometimes chance brings us together with the people who'll come to mean most to us in the strangest ways. Like the way it brought together Liana Banner and Nate Harden: She was an interior designer from New York, come home to her family's suburban farmhouse for the summer to rest, recuperate, and recover. A few weeks of home-cooked meals, sun-drenched afternoons, and dips in the local pond would cure the ills that ailed her. / The pond was on the neighbors' property, of course. Liana had known the old owner before he'd passed away -- and all she knew about the new owner that that the land had been bought by a real estate investment trust. / She didn't know the new owner was in town; she never would have guessed that sort of a tycoon would actually live on a rural investment property. / Liana never would have dreamed his turquoise eyes watched her as she slipped sky-clad into the pond.
* / Nate Harden didn't know what to make of the trespasser skinny-dipping in his pond. With her silvery blond hair and sapphire eyes, she reminded him of a fairy nymph, a creature of legendary beauty. But when Liana Banner emerged from the water, there was no hiding the fact that she was a woman -- proud, lovely, and defiant. / And in that moment, he knew that he had to make her his own. Fate and love are strange that way; and when they snare us, stranger still.
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* / Nate Harden didn't know what to make of the trespasser skinny-dipping in his pond. With her silvery blond hair and sapphire eyes, she reminded him of a fairy nymph, a creature of legendary beauty. But when Liana Banner emerged from the water, there was no hiding the fact that she was a woman -- proud, lovely, and defiant. / And in that moment, he knew that he had to make her his own. Fate and love are strange that way; and when they snare us, stranger still.
