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together,” she said.
     
    “Done and done.” He got off the bed. She felt bereft of his touch, but he was right there with her. Riley felt comfortable knowing that he would never be far from her. It was great to feel so comfortable and so assured of someone’s love.
     
    From now on, they were together—and as long as he was with her, she could battle any demons that came her way. Riley wasn’t afraid of love anymore, and that knowledge gave her the strength needed to do what was to be done. It was time to stop being the prey. She was now the huntress, and her brother better watch out because she wasn’t alone.
     
     
     

Chapter Four
     
    Two days after the whole fiasco with Mathew and his gang, Chance felt a little more secure about his future. He’d already talked to some other people, and there was hope that he would get some work soon. He was also thinking about some other plans. Earlier, he had not been sure if he was ready for any big moves, but now he felt comfortable. Riley’s love made him strong. He could do anything, be anything, as long as she was with him.
     
    “What are you thinking?”
     
    He gazed down at their joined fingers, as they strolled down the harbor. It was a lovely, beautiful day. The sun shone high on the sky and a lovely breeze flitted through the trees. He could feel the soft brush of the air over his face. It lifted his spirits and made him feel as if he was the king of the world.
     
    “I had an idea.”
     
    She wrinkled her brow. No woman had ever looked lovelier. Whenever he gazed at the perfect beauty of her face, Chance was left breathless with need. She was his personal drug, and he was damn near addicted to her. There wasn’t much he wanted to do about this; as far as Chance was concerned, it was his privilege that she was in his life.  
     
    Her gaze narrowed in suspicion. “What kind of an idea?”
     
    He laughed at the way she said those words. “Have I ever given you reason to think that I am not trustworthy?”
     
    “Hmmm…not really, I suppose, but some of your ideas…let me just say they are not conservative.”
     
    He ran a finger down her cheek and enjoyed the way she shivered. “You and me, love, there is nothing conservative about either of us.”
     
    “I suppose you are right, so tell me then, what’s your big idea?”
     
    “I was thinking about starting my own business.”
     
    “What kind of a business?”
     
    He squeezed her hand. It was important that she like this. He wanted her to be involved in his decision. There was a time Chance didn’t care much about others, but with her, it was different. He wanted her approval. “Well, I’ve a mind to open my own pub.”
     
    She glanced at him as if he’d said the most ridiculous thing ever. “A pub?”
     
    “I know the business. After years spent supplying them all with different kinds of things, I know what works and what doesn’t. I’ve spent enough time in pubs to know what matters to customers and what doesn’t. And then there is you…you can help me with the rest.”
     
    “Sure, I can,” she agreed readily enough, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Chance was aware that he still not quite over the fear of losing her. She appeared determined to stay and make a life with him, but just how committed was she to this endeavor?
     
    He wanted to be sure.
     
    He needed to be sure.
     
    “Great, then.”
     
    “But I can only help you with the waitressing part. That’s all I have done, so I can hire them, train them, and help you out initially. In any case, I am looking for a job and working for my boyfriend would be great because…hell, I could pull some rank over others.”
     
    Chance took a deep breath as he got ready to spill the beans. “Actually, I was thinking maybe you could be more like a part owner.”
     
    She kept walking as if she hadn’t heard him, or perhaps she didn’t understand. He tugged her hand. She halted. Slowly, she turned around and faced him.