She reached out, gently placing her fingertips against his wrist to feel his pulse.

Unmoving and silent, Lyndon fixed his gaze on her.

Maggie had been watching Lyndon closely ever since he had first appeared.

There was no denying it-he was a strikingly handsome man. But something about the way he looked at Rosalynn set off alarm bells in Maggie's mind.

There was tenderness in his gaze as if he were looking at the woman he loved.