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took her hand to lead her to his car.
    She didn’t know if he was aware of what he was doing, but she liked it.
     
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    Dean dropped her at home and declined the offer of dinner. His creative juices were flowing and he needed to get back to his study. The work in progress didn’t have a title yet, but the small snippet he’d sent to his editor had been well received.
    He placed a shop bought pasta bake in the oven and moved to his office. The screen was lit and before he’d even sat down his fingers were playing along the keypad.
     
    The nightmare had struck. Another man played for her affections and she didn’t even see it. The beauty within her was masked by her insecurity. Didn’t she know how precious she’d become to his every waking need? Her soft skin and welcoming smile was the best part of his day, but he couldn’t control every part of her daily life. When he drove her home, they were the worst parts of his day. He knew the rest of the night would be spent fighting off the demons of his past -- the pain, and then the guilt, as this young woman invaded his mind.
    What would it be like to kiss her? To feel those soft, plump lips open up beneath him? He was being driven insane by a woman he couldn’t have.
    Who was the man she’d talked about? Did she want him or was her hatred just an act? He would be driven insane if he didn’t get an answer soon.
     
     
    Dean sat back and stared at the words on the screen. This story was starting to freak him out. He couldn’t analyse why he wrote this way. Usually he wrote about dominant men getting what they wanted. This man didn’t want anything but one woman.
    He ran fingers through his hair and left his computer. Laura was having more of an impact on his life than he’d like. Her scent clung to every surface, a vanilla scent that was soothing to him.
    His editor liked the transformation in his writing style, but he wasn’t so sure himself. He was so far out of his comfort zone. He went to the kitchen and grabbed his meal and a cold beer before returning to the computer.
    Laura Cox was a young woman who was slowly becoming his reason for living. He couldn’t do this. The woman was twenty years younger than he. These feelings inside him were wrong and being near her didn’t help. That’s why he decided that going into the garden would be a great idea. The change in space would provide him with the realization that she wasn’t his type. Who was he kidding? She was a full figured woman with a funny sense of humour and the most amazing kind, brown eyes. Her eyes reminded him so much of his wife. Carla had seen passed everyone and everything and her innocence had struck him to the core. He had not been his wife's first lover, but her experience should have knocked out any gentleness within her. Not so. Carla had remained pure in everything.
    Reading Laura's work, he’d seen the passion hidden within her. He didn’t want to take advantage of her and he doubted she saw anything in him other than that of a teacher. Yet his body responded to her presence. Shit .
    “What should I do, Carla?” he asked. Dean knew no response would come. He asked though. No one got anywhere without trying to find the answers.
    He’d invited her over for a few movies. Maybe he should phone and cancel. Her mother had said Laura didn’t have many friends and she liked the friendship developing between Laura and he. Her mother thought he was a good role model. Was he? Fuck. He shook his head and took out his frustrations on his laptop.
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    Dear Diary,
    I’ve nothing to write today except that I’m so happy. Today I start my new job and that will be amazing. Dean asked me to spend some time with him watching movies. I can pretend it’s a date. God, I sound so immature.
     
    Laura didn’t bother to sign her diary. She didn’t see the need. Her thoughts were simple. The more time she spent with Dean, the less she wrote. He’d become the solace she