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        ItwasReya''sfirsttimeridinginadeliverytruck.Thoughitwasjustafour-ton,theviewfromupherefarexceededwhatshecouldseefromaregularSUV.Shefidgetedwiththeedgesoftheseat,herfingerstracinghereandthere,halfexcited,halfrestless.

        Mr.Hesselchuckled,thesoundlowanddry,andhandedherabottleofwater."Thirsty?"

        "Thanks,"Reyasaid,twistingthecapopenandtakingasip.

        Heleanedbackslightly,eyessharp."Wanttopayoffyourdebtfaster?"

        Reyaturnedtolookathim."Ofcourse."

        Workingintherestaurantwasexhausting.She''dbarelymadeitthroughyesterday,collapsingontoherbed,andthismorningithadbeenastrugglejusttogetup.Thinkingaboutanotherthreemonthsofthisfeltlikestaringdownatunnelthatwouldneverend.

        "There''sawaytoclearitinonenight,"Mr.Hesselsaid,voicecalmbutedgedwithsomethingsuggestive."Youinterested?"

        Reya''seyebrowslifted,curious."Whatway?"

        Mr.Hesselsmiledandreachedout,runningahandalongherthigh,testing,slowanddeliberate.

        Reyadidn''tresist.Sheshowednodisgust,nofear,noencouragement,nootherreaction—simplylookedathimwiththesameuntouched,innocentexpressionshealwayswore.

        Itlookedlikeshehadstillgotaheadthathadn''tfullygrown—completelycluelessabout...thingsbetweenmenandwomen.Atfirst,hehadthoughtthatasinglemantakinginafosterdaughtermightmeanshe''dalreadylearnedsomecaution...ormaybeevenbeenviolatedlongago.Butno—sheremainedutterlyinnocent,completelyfearless.

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