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Surrendering the keys to me, he wrote down the address and gave verbal directions to Cage. “Think you can get my sister home in one piece and leave her that way?”
    A suggestion of annoyance hovered in Cage’s eyes as he plucked the address from Jody’s meaty paw. “Yeah. I think I can manage that… Chief.”
    About done putting up with Jody’s attitude for the night, he gently took my arm and led me toward the door. I could tell by the way his grip tightened on me that he welcomed the pressure of my body as I drifted into him a time or two. I’d think more about that another time.
     
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    Cage
     
    I already knew about where Karen’s rental was from the directions Jody gave me. It didn’t take long before we pulled up to a blue duplex situated a block from the beach and just about three blocks from my own rented cottage. I’d bet a year’s salary Jody didn’t know I lived so close.
    Karen was still gently snoring with her head listing to the side in the passenger seat of my BMW when I turned the car off. I hated to wake her. Could I pick her up without disturbing her? I wasn’t sure, but I was absolutely going to try, if for no other reason than to have her in my arms.
    She was so damn sexy. Having her as a friend would be great, but I couldn’t help it that I wanted more. Much more; however, she already turned me down more than once. Eventually I figured I was going to have to stop trying to get her in my bed.
    The door opened with an audible click, and her head tilted a bit more, still not waking her. I carefully reached over her sleeping form and unhooked her seatbelt, causing her to lean into me, again without her stirring. One arm slid under her legs and the other wrapped around her ribs. Being ever so careful, I lifted her from the car.
    As I knew I would, I loved the feel of her in my arms. She was no wispy waif of a woman. I could actually feel her. She had some substance to her, and I liked it. Her curves were lush. And if my hand ‘accidentally’ brushed her breast? Well, no harm, no foul, right?
    As I jostled her to grab the keys out of her pocket, she stirred. “Dalton?”
    “Shh. Relax, sweets. I’m just going to open the door here.”
    She woke up with a start, almost causing me to drop her. “Sweets? Wait. What are you doing here?” She looked around in a sleepy, confused state, rubbing her eyes. “Where are we?”
    When I squeezed her as she moved around to keep from dropping her, she freaked, catapulting herself out of my arms. “No! Don’t touch me. God, please, don’t touch me.”
    I backed off immediately. “Hey, hey. It’s okay. See?” Hands held aloft, I took another step back, dangling her keys. “You fell asleep in the car. Now we’re here at your place. I’m just going to open the door for you and then I’ll get your bags. Okay? Are you all right?”
    She gave her head a strong shake and then shrugged casually as if she hadn’t almost completely lost it just seconds ago. “Yes. I’m sorry, Dalton. I guess I was still a little bit asleep. Thank you.”
    “Sure.” I knew her reaction wasn’t simply from not being fully awake—she’d shared a bit of her past with me. I let it go as I stuck the key in the lock, turned it, and the door swung inward. The inside glowed in welcome as I reached in and flipped the light switch up.
    Karen toed the door open further and admired her new home for the next several months. “Oh, my God. Look at this place!” Wide awake now, she walked straight over to the floor to ceiling windows in the living room and pulled open the curtains. “I can see the ocean.”
    Even though her place was a block off the beach, it was right on the corner, so her view wasn’t completely blocked. With the full moon hanging over the water, it glistened, winking through the shadows caused by the waves crashing against the shoreline.
    I walked over to her and opened the sliding doors, enjoying the breeze that came in. There was nothing better, in my