Jensen moved in next door, and Lauren saw him every day.She tried to leave at times when she might avoid him, but he seemed to have nothing else to do. Whenever she took Quentin out, there he was.Quentin was delighted. Every day, he chattered to her, “Mommy, we keep running into the handsome man next door! What a coincidence!”Lauren only smiled.She wondered how Jensen could spare so much time. He had been here for two weeks. Why had he not gone home?One weekend evening, Lauren took Quentin out for a walk. For once, they did not see Jensen when they left.She had just begun to relax.Then, a few minutes after they reached the river, Jensen came toward them with a Samoyed puppy on a leash.He wore casual clothes, and the evening sky glowed behind him. Sunset warmed his handsome face and softened its usually stern lines.For a moment, Lauren was lost in memory.For a moment, she saw the gentle boy she had loved in secret all those years ago walking toward her again.She stopped a
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