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her? She had to find out. Her heart pounded at the frightening notion. She tightened her towel and loudly cleared her throat. “Hello? Can I help you find something?” She held the tongs behind her back, ready to strike if the need arose.
    The man turned around and even through the foliage that separated them she recognized that face. Most of him was hidden by the greenery, but he certainly was handsome. Sea-green eyes ringed with thick lashes, a strong jawline and chestnut hair that almost touched his shoulders.
    “Sorry to have disturbed you,” he said.
    He started to step away.
    Curiosity got the best of her. “Wait,” she heard herself say. “What are you doing over there?” Could it be a strange coincidence that the man who’d helped her when she’d fallen earlier was here now?
    He climbed through the hedge into her yard and she got a look at the rest of him. She relaxed a little when she realized he held no weapon, but the binoculars hanging around his neck were consistent with her Peeping Tom theory. She tried to remember if he’d been wearing them when he’d helped her up before, but she couldn’t. Probably because she’d been practically mesmerized by those eyes.
    Lord, he was big, tall with broad shoulders and powerful arms. A jagged scar above his left eyebrow gave him a slightly dangerous aura. Didn’t villains always have scars? They did in the romance novels she read. Maybe he was a weirdo. She licked her suddenly parched lips and took a half step back, afraid to be too near him, but tempted all the same.
    He hadn’t seemed threatening at all when she’d first glimpsed him in the lobby, although the fact that he’d come to her rescue might have clouded her judgment.
    He held up his hands in surrender. “Look, I apologize. I didn’t mean to scare you or intrude on you.”
    She noticed a crimson slash under his knee. A trickle of blood started inching toward his calf. “You’re hurt.” She motioned to the spot and fought the familiar dizziness she always got at the sight of blood.
    He gave his leg a cursory glance. “It’s only a scratch from the bushes, no big deal.”
    She folded her arms over her chest. “So are you going to answer my question?”
    He captured her stare with those blue-green eyes. “I was checking to see…if my friend had arrived yet. He’s booked the villa next door.”
    She studied him, trying to decide if he was telling the truth. “Why didn’t you call your friend or ask at the reception desk?”
    His jaw tightened. “I wanted to surprise him. And I did ask at the hotel. That was what I was doing in the lobby a little while ago, but they don’t give out that information about guests. It’s a privacy issue or something.” He quickly raked his gaze over her from head to toe.
    Awareness stole through her. She took another step away as unwanted heat crawled up her neck and face. There she was in nothing but a towel and her underwear with no one in shouting distance. “Why should I believe you?”
    “Why would I have helped you before if I meant you any harm?” His smile caught her off guard. He reached into his shorts pocket and she held her breath.
    Did he have a weapon in there?
    Then he took out a cell phone and offered it to her. “Call security if you want.”

 
    Chapter Two
     
    Guy prayed she wouldn’t take him up on his offer. He could talk his way out of a problem with a security officer but if she did call, he’d never see her again. The idea that he wouldn’t get to taste her full lips or comb his fingers through her silky hair depressed the hell out of him.
    She caught her bottom lip between her teeth then shook her head. “That’s okay.” She pushed her glasses higher and glanced at his binoculars, then back up to his eyes.
    And damn if he didn’t witness the same spark of interest in those blue eyes that he felt in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to get to know her—in all the senses of the word. “I’m a good guy. Scout’s