Remembering Winston Champlain's offer, Danica Lynch shook her head. Something told her that as a neighbor Winston was going to be a problem. Well, she was certainly in no danger of becoming enamored of the man. She knew his kind far too well for that. But when she found herself being cradled against Winston's solid chest, with long strong arms wrapped around her, somehow she felt?safe. "Time to get a grip," she told herself aloud. "You need to get your own life in order." And no more being charmed by the likes of Winston Champlain, she added silently.
