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second, he turned his back to her and went to the table next to the door. He pulled Roman’s letter out of the top of her bag.
    At least he hadn’t picked her up and physically thrown her out…yet. That was a good sign. Wasn’t it?
    There was only one way to find out.
    “D-does this mean that you’ve changed your mind?” she asked as he unfolded the paper and started reading.
    He didn’t look up.
    “Haven’t changed my mind,” he said. “I still think this is a terrible idea. But it seems what I think doesn’t much matter.”
    “I don’t understand.” Verity scooted over to the edge of the bed and risked putting one foot down on the floor.
    Jake made her wait as he looked over the letter. After nearly a full minute, he put it down on the table.
    “Seems you made quite an impression when you went to the Macmillan office yesterday.” His voice was low and tight. “My boss has decided to take your case, and has assigned me as your bodyguard.”
    Oh, thank God.
    A smile lifted Verity’s lips.
    She started, “That’s—”
    “A huge mistake.”
    He spun around. That familiar dark glower was back. Verity knew she should look away, but she felt caught like a deer in the headlights.
    “You should have been more careful what you wished for,” he continued. “Because now you’re stuck with the scariest son of a bitch you’ve ever met .”
    “I didn’t mean—”
    “Yeah, you did.” He took a step toward her, and Verity slid her foot right back up on the mattress. “And you’re right. I am.”
    His stare might be hard, but, damn, if his eyes weren’t the color of dark honey.
    Verity gave herself a mental shake. She shouldn’t be thinking about him that way.
    Then again, she had no idea what was the right way to think about him.
    He intrigued her as much as he terrified her. She seemed to be both drawn to and repulsed by him in equal measure. Verity had never met anyone who inspired such mixed feelings.
    Not that she had any such effect on him. The way he was glaring at her now made it clear that he wanted nothing more than to get rid of her.
    Well, she could help him with that.
    “I realize that we got off on the wrong foot, and the chances of us becoming good friends is pretty slight,” she said, scooting off the bed. “So maybe the best thing would be to just get going. That way we don’t have to deal with each other any longer than we have to.”
    “Sounds reasonable,” he said, but his expression didn’t soften.
    Verity nodded. At least his words were civil.
    “It’s about a six-hour drive from here to the address that my brother sent me.”
    “Then I guess we should stop for breakfast.”
    “I think I’ll just grab something on the road.” She walked over to her purse and rummaged inside for her keys. “I can get going now, and you can meet me up there.”
    Verity started as Jake’s big hand fell over her wrist, stopping her cold.
    “No,” he said.
    Her eyes went wide as she snapped her head up. “What do you mean no ?”
    “You’re not going anywhere without me.”
    For someone that didn’t want the job, Jake was certainly taking this bodyguard stuff pretty seriously. Maybe a little too seriously.
    Verity couldn’t help the nervous smile that lifted her lips. “I’m sure I can make it up to Yolo County in one piece on my own.”
    “That’s probably true.” His hand stayed firm on hers. Verity didn’t try to pull away. “But you’ll still be riding with me.”
    “I really don’t think it’s necessary.”
    “Sure it is,” he said. “There’s no other way for you to get there.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “The rental company came and picked up your car about an hour ago.”
    “Why would they do that?”
    “Because I called them and told them to.”
    Verity’s jaw dropped. “Why the hell would you do that without asking me?”
    “Because your safety—your life—is my responsibility now,” he said, angling his body closer. Suddenly the room felt a hell of