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stepped quickly aside. Kathy hurried down the walk to the gate. “Down, Sam, down!” she told the dog. But Sam was still jumping at the gate, no longer barking, but whining unhappily. He knew Brent was in the house. He was worse than a mother, Kathy thought.
    â€œSam, down!”
    â€œKathy, that dog is getting dangerous,” Axel warned her.
    â€œHe’s supposed to be dangerous. He’s a guard dog,” she said sweetly as she opened the gate. Axel would have come in, but she slipped out quickly, closing the gate on the dog. Axel was frowning, looking at her casual attire. “I know I said that we didn’t need to dress for dinner, but—”
    â€œI can’t go, Axel,” she said.
    â€œWhat’s the matter?”
    â€œNothing, really. There’s, uh, there’s been an accident, and Brent’s name has been linked with it and I want to stay here in case Shanna calls.”
    â€œOh!” Startled, Axel looked at her worriedly. “Oh, Kathy, I’m really sorry. Of course, we’ll cancel dinner. I’m sure you must be very concerned. I’ll stay with you—”
    â€œNo!” she said quickly, then instantly regretted her outburst. There were nice things, really nice things, about Axel. His concern for her was one. “Axel, please forgive me. I have a horrible headache. I just want to get some rest and be alone. Please. I appreciate your concern and I am so sorry, it’s just—”
    â€œHey!” He caught her face between his hands and held it tenderly, staring into her eyes. “Kathy, it’s all right. I understand. Call me if you need me, if I can do anything, anything at all.”
    She nodded, feeling horribly guilty. He bent and softly kissed her lips, then urged her toward the gate. “Get on in there now.”
    â€œI will.”
    â€œSet the alarm.”
    â€œI will. Right away.”
    â€œCall me!”
    â€œI will.”
    He nodded and started toward his bloodred Ferrari. “You do have Sam!”
    Yes, she did have Sam. And Sam could protect her against anyone. Except the one man she most needed protection from.
    She locked the gate and waved at Axel, then hurried to the house. The door opened when she reached it. As soon as she stepped inside, it closed behind her. Brent was leaning against it, watching her with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
    â€œA friend, huh?” he asked.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œWhat a tender farewell.”
    â€œHe’s a tender sort of guy,” she said, waving a hand in the air.
    He stepped away from the door, and in a second he was standing before her, looking into her eyes. They might have been kids again, volatile, very passionate and insanely jealous.
    â€œSo just how serious is it with you and Ken?”
    â€œAxel. His name is Axel,” she said sweetly.
    â€œWell?”
    She smiled slowly, enjoying the moment. At least she didn’t appear on videos with Axel with her chest bared. Maybe it wasn’t quite the same thing, but…
    â€œHe’s a friend. And what is it to you, Mr. McQueen?”
    â€œI’m concerned for your welfare, nothing more, Ms. O’Hara,” he told her. But his eyes were on her mouth. He wasn’t touching her at all, but she felt the warmth that radiated from him as if it was the glow of a fire enveloping her….
    â€œI just wondered if it was the same,” he said.
    â€œThe same?”
    His head lowered and his mouth caught hold of hers, and waves of sensation, memories and more, flooded throughout her limbs and her torso and rushed wickedly along the length of her spine. His tongue flicked softly over her lips and gained entrance. She should have denied his gentle assault, but she could not. She trembled, wishing it wasn’t the same, wishing she wasn’t so easy. Wishing that Axel’s kiss was something pleasant, not unstirring. Wishing that the mere contact with Brent’s mouth didn’t