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condo the same time every year. The guys were supposed to give us complete privacy while we’re on our honeymoon, but after you were injured, Dale and the others have acted as lookouts in case the man comes back.”
    She stared at the red flowers decorating the comforter, trying to think of questions to ask. Anything that would help her to remember. Looking back at Allan, she said, “What did the police say about it?”
    “Probably some druggie looking for easy cash. Not too much crime on the island though. Any who commit a crime go to Jamaica to serve their sentence. Really cuts down on the criminal activity here.”
    In an attempt to draw him closer, s he patted the bed. Though he seemed like a perfect stranger, she didn’t feel threatened by him in any way. And she was determined to regain her memories as soon as possible. It was like the movie screen started at a complete blank, and the only thing on it now was what was happening right this very moment.
    “You seem so apprehensive. Sit beside me and talk. I feel as though you’re getting ready to dart out the door.”
    Shoving his hands in his pockets, he stared at the floor for a moment. “The doctor said that I had to be careful about your injury.”
    “Ah.” So that was the problem. He worried he’d hurt her. Now it made sense. A wealth of warmth and relief cascaded through her to know she’d married such a sensitive man. “Well, come on over here, Allan. I promise I’ll let you know if we behave too recklessly, and I begin to feel badly.”
    His dark eyes met hers. Did she imagine seeing a glint of panic in them?
    Yet, her heart skipped a beat as worry sliced through her. Was it just the concussion? The lack of memory? Or something more that made her wary all at once?

Chapter 3
     
    Allan took a deep breath as he considered Jenny, her face clouded with worry. He couldn’t help the attraction he felt for her. Her body begged to be cuddled. Her hair smelled of some kind of a floral fragrance that made his head spin every time he drew close. Her brows knitted together in a fit of anxiety.
    She ran her tongue over her tempting lips , and he longed to do the honor next. Yet he had to remind himself he served to protect and help her regain her memories…nothing more.
    Jenny was bound to be hurt emotionally if he took the relationship too far. Especially when he couldn’t even trust his own emotions.
    Jenny asked, “Allan, are you having doubts about us? I must seem like a perfect stranger to you now.”
    She was more than that. A luscious, warm, tantalizing woman who stirred his loins dangerously. That definitely wasn’t part of the job. When he’d saved her, a part of him felt like he was her guardian angel, for now and ever. He still had to remain near her in that capacity, but the way she enchanted him made him realize how much he missed having a woman to call his own.
    “Listen, Jenny, we haven’t known each other —”
    Dale broke in as he stepped into the doorway. “Maybe you need to take a break, Allan. You’ve been beating yourself up over Jenny for the last several days. Why don’t you take a walk along the beach, and I’ll stay with her?”
    Allan combed his fingers through his hair. He knew Dale thought he was saving his butt by not allowing him to break his cover, but Allan hadn’t intended to tell her the truth. With irritation lacing his voice, he finished his statement. “As I was saying, Jenny, we met each other, and then before long, got married. So no, we haven’t known each other for very long.”
    Jenny smoo thed the comforter over her lap, her gaze shifting from Allan to Dale, and back again. “If you need a break—”
    “No.” He wasn’t going to let Dale do the job he was supposed to accomplish.
    The abruptness of hi s answer made her lips part. He realized at once he had to get a grip on his emotions. Before he could speak, she regained her composure and asked, “You don’t mind if I ask you more questions, do you,