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boys.
    Freaking unbelievably sexy man. She did sigh a little at that thought. So unfair.
    No! Convict. He was a convict. Who knew what he'd done to land himself in here? What the hell was she doing thinking like that?
    Dara forced her wince into a smile that felt very uncomfortable and took up her comb. She broke off a tooth almost immediately. Her hair was soft, but there was so much of it that it took a long time to comb out the knots and snarls.
    Making a face, she sat on her bed to finish her task.
    For a moment, she was at eye level with Hunt's crotch. So unfair! Had he lost weight or something since the last time they issued him pants? Why did he have to wear them so low? She could almost see his...
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    Do not think it. Don't even look. Dara plied the comb through her hair again, welcoming the sting of torn-out follicles as a distraction. It was proving feeble, at best.
    Hunt bent double to look at her. "Well? What's it to be, lady?"
    Dara frowned. What was it he'd been asking?
    "Gym or the TV? I don't have all day. There's still some things I need to explain to you before I cut you completely loose."
    He was tapping his foot at her! Definitely not a fairy-tale hero, no matter how hot he happened to be. But he was all she had to stake her hopes on. Dara raked the comb through her hair again, wincing as a few more hairs snapped at the tension. "And what important business do you have to keep you busy today?"
    His face went blank, then a slow smile spread to reveal strong white teeth. "Touche."
    Dara inclined her head in a semi-bow. She was not going to be smitten by that smile. No way.
    The huge hand he extended to her had calluses, hinting at hard work, or hard exercise. She didn't know which. "Tristan Hunt," he said. "We haven't been introduced yet."
    Wiping the water from her hand, she slipped it into his grip. "A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hunt." It wasn't until he released her hand again that she noticed there were no spills of unwanted knowledge. No secrets tumbling out of his head and into hers. Physical touch tended to reveal more of a person. Apparently, Hunt was still immune. All that was left 35

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    over from his touch was the warmth of his hand that seemed to stay around hers like a glove. Odd, that.
    "And your name?"
    "I have many," she said with an impish grin, quoting a movie from the early twenty-first century. "But we're all so much more ... complicated than our names." When he only stared at her, uncomprehending, she shook her head. "Never mind."
    "Okay ... what do I call you, then?"
    "Dara. Dara Frost."
    "Strange name," he noted.
    "Yes it is, Mr. Tristan Hunt," she returned pointedly and he scowled at her.
    "Pick your fancy, Dara."
    "Are there any books?"
    As if on command, a panel slid opened in the wall, revealing a small chamber and in it a screen. It listed genres and a search window.
    "I should have figured you'd be a bookworm. Guess further instruction can wait until tonight." Hunt left grumbling.
    Dara didn't know what his problem was; she was delighted! She browsed through a couple of genres, then stated her selection with a voice command. The screen went blank and the bottom of the shelf opened while a book was pushed up. A real book! With a broken spine and paper pages and everything! Dara hadn't held one since grade school. She picked up her book and brought it to her nose. The old book smell almost made her swoon. Dara returned to her bunk grinning like an idiot.
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    At least there was something here that she would be able to enjoy. She might never even leave this cell. Except for showers and meals, of course. And at least this way, she'd be out of sight and far enough from the others that she wouldn't be bothered by their thoughts.
    Determined to keep looking on the bright side of things, she opened the book and lost herself in a story for a while.
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