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    He frowned at her . “What are you doing here? What’s wrong?”
    “I, um, well it sounds stupid now.”
    He relaxed his posture and strode toward her. “If it brought you here at,” he glanced at the clock, “Christ! Two in the morning.” He rubbed his bleary face. “If it brought you here at two in the morning, it can’t be stupid.”
    She fumbled with her hands. “ I had a nightmare. When I woke up it felt like someone was watching me.”
    “Did you see anyone? Smell anyone?”
    She shook her head. “I didn’t scan. I came straight here.” Looking down at the floor she mumbled, “I’m an idiot. I should have –”
    He grabbed her hands and squeezed them. “No. You did the right thing.” He pulled her to his desk chair and sat her down.
    As shaken as she was, she still couldn’t tear her gaze away from that fine ass when he bent over to pull on a pair of jeans.
    “ I’m gonna have a look around,” he said.
    “Wait!” She jumped to her feet.
    “What?”
    She wanted to beg him not to leave her alone, but that would destroy all the hard work she’d done to prove she was as capable as a man. So instead, she just stared.
    With a patient sigh , he crossed the room and sat her back in the chair. “I won’t be far.”
    Somehow , he’d guessed what she didn’t want to say. He took out his phone and barked a few orders into it. At the same time he stroked her wet hair, calming her in a way that surprised her. Where was the arrogant teasing? Where was the superiority complex?
    “Seth is outside. I’ll be right back. Try to relax. You’re safe here.”
    She nodded and watched him leave then peered around his room. Like most of the camp’s cabins, it had a high rafter ceiling with wood floor and walls. The large bed took up most of the space with a dresser, desk, and the chair she occupied on the other side of the room. She was surprised to find his space so clean and orderly. No empty beer cans, dirty socks, or condom wrappers. Not bad for a bachelor. But if she knew men – there was a drawer somewhere that contained his deepest secrets. For a moment, she considered snooping, but that wasn’t really her style.
    She resisted the impulse and sat shivering instead, jumping at every little noise from outside. His bed was starting to look warm and inviting.
    Sorin came back only ten minutes or so later.
    She stood. “Did you find anything?”
    “No.” He grabbed a towel from the attached bathroom and wiped his wet chest and hair then stripped off his jeans.
    Despi te feeling like a popsicle, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I really thought there was something –”
    “Hey. I believe you.” He stood in front of her and she tried not to stare at his bare chest. “ Jesus, you’re shaking. And you’re frozen to the bone. Take your shirt off.”
    “What?”
    “You’ve gotta get dry, sweetheart.” Rolling his eyes at her hesitation, he added, “Here, I’ll give you a t-shirt.”
    Wh en he turned around to grab one from his dresser, she pulled off her wet one. He tossed her a dry one then watched her from the other side of the room.
    “Turn around!” It was hard to stay annoyed when he gave her an adorable lopsided grin.
    “No sense getting modest now . I’ve already seen it.” His gaze raked her head-to-toe. “All of it.”
    She scowled and pulled his shirt over her head. It fell down to her knees so she felt a little better shedding her pants and underwear too.
    He pulled back the covers and climbed in bed. “Well, come on. Get in the bed.”
    She blinked .
    “Unless you want to go back to your cabin ...”
    “No.”
    “I thought not. Get in.” He held the blankets up and motioned to the empty spot next to him. Though it looked warm and inviting, crawling into bed with a man who made her feel all tingly and confused seemed like a bad idea. No matter how cozy it appeared and how frozen her toes were.
    “With you?” she asked, trembling a bit.
    “Of