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Not by a long shot.
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    True to his word, an hour later Damon pulled into a well-lit truck stop. Thank God. Ava couldn’t go much further. Her body ached, her legs were numb, and she couldn’t stop shivering.
    Damon parked around the back of the gas station in the shadows and away from the lights. He cut the engine and tried to stand, but her arms were locked tightly around his waist.
    “S-s-sorry.” She’d held on for dear life as they raced down the highway, scared if she loosened her grip for a second she’d fall off. She forced her stiff muscles to unclench long enough to let him go.
    He dismounted the Harley with the grace of a lethal animal. Bracing her hands on the seat, she tried to stand. Her achy muscles protested in pain. Too proud to cry, she clenched her jaw.
    His large hands clamped down around her waist and she jerked her gaze up to his. He picked her up as if she weighed nothing and lifted her off the bike. Her hands rested on his massive shoulders as she slid down his muscled body. Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe.
    “Thanks.” She held his gaze, unable to look away.
    He was at least six-five with shoulders like a linebacker. Judging from her brief contact with his body, he was made of finely honed steel. The more she looked at his scar on his face, the more she thought it made him look sexy.
    She frowned. After what she’d just been through, drooling over a hot guy was the last thing she should be doing. Maybe the effects of the drugs hadn’t worn off yet, or she was still in shock.
    “I’ll run in and get you some clothes. They should have some sweatpants, jeans if we’re lucky.”
    She grabbed his arm. His narrowed gaze landed on her hand and she released her hold. “I’m not staying out here alone.” She folded her arms over her chest
    He raked a glare across her body.
    She winced. “I’ll walk in first so you won’t have to walk in with me.” She dropped her arms and pulled the jacket down her thighs. She knew she looked like hell. At least she was wearing pajama bottoms and not completely nude. Besides, it was late and she seriously doubted anyone would be looking that closely at what she was wearing anyway.
    He said nothing, staring at her with an intensity that would scare most women. The thing was, she wasn’t most women.
    “Look, I know I look awful. I’d be embarrassed to walk in with me too. But, I’m not staying out here by myself.” She ran her fingers through her tangled hair, trying to make it lay flat.
    “Stop.” He pulled her hands away. “You’re just making it worse.” He pulled off his bandana and retied it on her head. It, along with his jacket, wrapped her in his scent, in his warmth. In some small way, it made her feel safe.
    “Don’t speak to anyone,” he growled.
    “I wasn’t planning on it.”
    Without a word, he grabbed her hand. She tightened her grip as they headed for the front of the brightly lit building. He stopped long enough to scan the area before escorting her through the front door.
    She nodded toward the bathroom and he released his hold. She kept her head down and made her way across the store toward the restroom sign.
    From under her lashes she stole a few quick glances around the store. It was fairly busy for this time of night. A middle-aged male cashier was busy ringing up a truck driver while another man waited in line to pay for some beer. Over at the restaurant, a few people were eating while a waitress walked between the tables refilling coffee mugs. At the drink cooler, a couple of teen boys with body piercings were arguing which energy drinks were the best.
    Thankfully, no one was watching her.
    She pushed opened the bathroom door and cringed as she stepped barefoot onto the tile.
    She crouched and looked under the stalls. When she didn’t see any feet sticking out, she snatched two paper towels from the receptacles. She placed them on the floor and skated toward the nearest bathroom stall.
    Minutes later she stood at the