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couple of
hours ago, and there’s no way you could have come…”
    “I’m here, Ginny, and I’ll
explain everything once I see you. I’m in the parking lot at Bell Rock. Do you
know where that is?”
    “I’ll be there in fifteen
minutes. And you’d better have some answers for me because I’ve definitely got
questions for you.”
    Before he could answer, the
line went dead. Alton stared at the phone for a moment before calling one more
number. Eddy’s voice mail came on. He left a message and wondered where she’d
gone, why she hadn’t answered the phone. Then he tucked the little contraption
in his pocket and leaned against a rock. Folding his arms across his chest, he
waited impatiently for Ginny while the night grew dark around him.
     
     
    Ginny hated to admit how glad
she’d been to get away from Markus as she drove her little Ford Focus into the
parking lot at Bell Rock. She’d barely seen her aunt and younger cousins all
day, and she had the feeling Aunt Betty was as freaked about her as she was
over the damned cat.
    In fact, this whole trip was
turning out just weird.
    Then the headlights swept over
a tall, breathtakingly familiar figure, and thoughts of Aunt Betty and Tom
slipped out of her mind. Damn, she’d forgotten how gorgeous Alton was.
    Why didn’t she have any old
college friends who looked that hot? She’d not seen his hair hanging loose
before. On any other man, long silvery blond hair hanging all the way to his
waist would look horribly effeminate. On this guy, it was flat-out sexy. Her
fingers practically twitched with the need to run them through the silken
strands.
    A twitch she’d damned well
better get under control right now. She knew for a fact she couldn’t trust this
jerk any farther than she could throw him, and as big as he was, she sure as
hell couldn’t throw him very far.
    He pushed himself away from
the rock he’d been leaning against and walked toward the car. He had that
long-legged, self-confident saunter that made Ginny’s stomach muscles clench at
the same time it set her nerves on edge. She unlocked the door.
    Alton opened the door and
looked inside the little car. “Hello, Ginny,” he said. Then he frowned, tossed
his bag in the back, folded his lanky frame like a pretzel, and slid into the
passenger seat.
    Or at least
tried to.
    “Hi.” She cleared her throat
and hoped her voice wouldn’t crack again, but the man literally took her breath
even as he pissed her off. “You’ll have to push the seat back. Little lever down on the side.”
    He fumbled with the catch and
shoved the seat back as far as it would go. His knees still stuck up in front
of him, but he managed to get the seat belt fastened and the door closed.
    He was too close. Much too close. Too tall, too sexy, too
overpowering. Too…everything. The combination
scared the crap out of her. She’d never dealt with a guy like him in her life.
“How tall are you, anyway?” She checked the rearview mirror. No one was coming,
so she pulled ahead to the parking lot exit.
    “Eddy measured me. I’m six
feet, eight inches tall. But I’m wearing boots. I think they give me a couple
more inches.” He tilted his head and stared at her. “Why? Does it matter?”
    “Matter?” Ginny glanced to her right and then back at the road. “No, it doesn’t matter. I
was just curious.” She shot him another quick glance. He was still just as hot.
“What matters is how you got here so fast. I just talked to Eddy a couple of
hours ago. You haven’t had time to catch a plane, and even if you did, how did
you get to Bell Rock? Why not a bus station or an airport?”
    “What happened to your hand?”
He reached across her front and softly touched the thick bandage wrapped around
her left hand.
    “My cousin’s cat bit me. The one with teeth like something out of a cheap horror movie.”
    “Will you be all right?”
    Now that was a question she
could answer on a lot of different levels. Sitting so close to