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with a good book before going to bed for the rest of the night.
    He wondered if she was wearing the silk robe he had seen on her so many times. Was she drinking hot tea as she liked to do at night? Or was she drinking something with a little more kick?
    Probably something stronger, he decided. She had a rough day. After all, it’s not every day that a woman realizes that her stalker is a famous musician. Even more rare for her to deny him.
    That stung, that denial. Rebel was no where near the ladies’ man that Jacque was, but still, he had never been refused by a female that he wanted before. Rejection was a new feeling for him. He didn’t like it. Not one bit.
    That was ok, though. He had all the time in the world to make her see things his way. That was all he could do at this point. Bide his time and wait for the opportunity to strike.
     
    Angel walked into the parlor to meet the man who had shown up, unannounced, on the doorstep. Usually guests weren’t seen without prior notice, but Gage insisted that this was one man Angel wanted to see.
    Angel dismissed his men to the other room, knowing they would all stay close by. He was surprised when he first saw the visitor. His auburn hair was cut at blunt angles around his shoulders, his features were stark and noble. His eyes were a pale amethyst. Unusual, but not unheard of. But the thing that was the most disturbing was his scent.
    He smelled of aftershave and spice. But there was no denying the subtle smoke undertones. A scent that was very similar to the one that was in this very house earlier. Leigh’s scent.
    “Hello,” Angel said as he walked further into the room, extending his hand. “I am Angel Knight. What can I do for you, Mr…ah...”
    “Keller,” the man replied, taking Angel’s hand in a firm shake. “I know who you are.”
    “Yes, well, unfortunately, most folks do. So what brings you to my home?”
    “I am looking for someone. Someone I think you know.” The man ran his fingers through his hair. “Her name is Leigh Harmond. I believe she was here today.”
    Yeah so what? But how would he have known that Leigh had been there? Was this man watching her? What did he want with her? Angel sent out mental feelers, only to be met with the same brick wall he encountered with Leigh. To make things even more intriguing, Angel could feel the heat radiating off the man. Just like Leigh.
    “I have met Miss Harmond, yes,” Angel replied. “Unfortunately, I can not give any information about her.” Angel studied the man’s face for any hint of emotion. He showed none.
    “I’m afraid that I must find her,” he said. “It is most urgent that I speak with her.”
    Angel didn’t like this man. Not even a little. “If you don’t mind my asking, what is your relationship with Miss Harmond?”
    “She is my betrothed,” he answered simply. A feral roar sounded through the house and Angel knew it was Rebel. He might be restrained, but he could still hear. And no doubt, didn’t like what he heard.
    “She didn’t mention any fiancé,” Angel said. He had the distinct feeling that Mr. Keller was lying. A fiancé was something most women would mention when trying to get rid of a stalker.
    “Ours is an arranged marriage, as is custom with our people,” Mr. Keller explained. “She is none too happy about it. But still, we must do as we are expected. For the good of all.”
    “And who might your people be?” Angel asked.
    “We are an ancient bloodline far from here. I have searched the world over for my beloved. I am most anxious to find her.” Mr. Keller didn’t answer the question, and that little fact was not lost on Angel. He had heard enough. There wasn’t one redeeming quality about this visitor that he could see. No way was he going to give out information on Leigh. He wouldn’t do it even if Rebel didn’t think she was his mate. But he did, which meant that Angel and the rest of the crew would protect her with their lives. Without