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American… no matter how delicious he was.
    She
sipped her glass of wine and looked at those dancing on the dance floor. She
found she didn’t’ like sitting alone now… funny how it hadn’t bothered her
before. She heaved a sigh and drained the last of her wine before rising. As
he’d already paid for their drinks, she laid enough money on the table to cover
the rest of her tab and a tip. Rolling her shoulders, she walked out to the
hotel’s parking lot to retrieve her suitcase from the rental car.
    She’d
just slammed the trunk shut when she saw someone she thought she recognized.
Moving quickly, she hid herself behind a stand of bushes planted in white,
wooden planters. She watched the Hispanic man as he looked around the parking
lot as if searching for something… or someone. Was that someone who worked for
Miguel? She just wasn’t sure from this distance. She’d thought she’d done a
good job in covering her tracks. She watched the man move toward the back lot
of the hotel.  
    She
turned and ran. She looked back to make sure he wasn’t following her. When she
turned back once more, she ran straight into an unmovable force. She jerked
away as arms reached around to steady her.
    “Get
away from me,” she yelled, as the unexpected touch caused fear to flood her.
    “Hey,
hey,” a voice said… a voice she remembered.
    Devon
lifted startled eyes to the blonde man standing in front of her. Her breathing
was ragged and uneven. She blinked up into the pale green eyes of the man she’d
dubbed ‘Cowboy’. Thank God , she
thought. Thank God .
    He
placed his hands on her shoulders and shoved her behind his body in a
protective measure. He searched the parking lot looking for whatever danger had
frightened the dark-haired beauty. In the far distant corner, he spied a man
walking around the edge of the hotel. He turned back to her and searched her
face. “Are you okay?” he asked.
    She
licked her lips quickly and nodded jerkily, her breathing rapid.
    “What
happened?” he asked, as he ran his hands up and down her arms in comfort.
    “I… I…
thought someone was following me.” She gave a shake of her head and took a deep
breath. I’m just being silly, sorry,” she replied.
    Alex
turned his head back to look up and down the area surrounding the parking lot.
Placing a hand on her arm, he said, “Come on, I’ll escort you into the hotel.”
    He kept
a firm hand on the trembling woman’s arm as they walked toward the hotel. He’d
been on his way to his own car to get the package Jacob had given him when he’d
watched her moving quickly toward the hotel while looking behind her. Her body
language screamed trouble. He’d searched the area she was looking but didn’t
see anything out of place or frightening.
    As they
walked into the hotel, Alex glanced at the woman at his side. Her face was pale
and while she tried to hide it, her lips trembled. He spun her gently to face
him. “Listen, let’s go into the bar and get another drink. I think you could
use one… I know I can,” he said.
    She
looked up hesitantly into his eyes before nodding. “Okay,” she murmured.
Anything was better than being alone. They
knew where she was. Thoughts kept looping through her mind. She’d have a
second where she’d convince herself there was no way they’d find her here, then
the next thought was right back to them having found her. Her emotions were
scattered. She definitely needed to get a grip!
    He led
them to a booth as far away from the pulsating music as possible. He flagged
down a waitress and ordered two stiff drinks. He lifted her suitcase onto the
booth and settled across from her. “Would there be a reason why someone would
be following you?” he finally asked.
    She
darted her eyes up to his before saying, “No, not that I know of. Like I said,
I was just being foolish. I was being a total girl.”
    He
blinked at her answer. For whatever reason, he knew she was lying to him. Why
would she lie about