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truck and now that he was finally at his destination he couldn’t seem to handle it.
    What would that waitress think? That he was a freak, that’s what.
    He hadn’t even realized he’d reached out and touched her until he’d already done it. He’d embarrassed her, causing her to spill coffee all over him. He didn’t even care about the burn. It was nothing. What he cared about was looking like a freak, especially in front of such a pretty girl.
    He thought back to the moment his hand had touched hers. Her skin was smooth and soft, with the slightest tint of gold in the tan. It made him think she’d arrived in this place recently, from somewhere that got a little more sun. Her eyes were big and bright, the kind of eyes that could calm you. But there was nothing calm about her body. Her body was like an instrument built for passion. Forrester had seen his share of women, but none of them ever looked so perfectly designed for seduction. The girl wasn’t a waif, she had some curves, and they were the kind of curves that Forrester had always had a weakness for. She’d been wearing a skirt, and her long legs slid up into it in the most alluring way. He could only imagine the butt underneath the skirt, the seductive little bubble of lust and pleasure that the girl didn’t even know had such an effect on men.
    He knew the type of girl she was, or thought he did. It always amazed him that such girls existed. They were like creatures that had no idea of their own power. He’d read once about elephants in India that never tried to escape their masters, even when they were only tied up with a small rope, because they didn’t know they were strong enough to break the rope. This waitress was like that. She wouldn’t have tried to seduce men, she wouldn’t have tried to use her body to get what she wanted, because she didn’t believe she was so incredibly attractive to them. She’d have grown up thinking she was a little plump, a little plain. Never in a million years would it have crossed her mind that she’d grown up into a beautiful swan, a creature that men would give their lives to taste the pleasure of.
    It was always one of life’s mysteries to Forrester. The world was full of completely average, ordinary girls who thought they were hot shit, and all the while, without even realizing it, the real sirens of men’s hearts were living ordinary lives, working in stores and diners and offices, and never having the faintest inkling of the sexual allure they possessed.
    Forrester felt his cock harden as he thought of her. It throbbed with desire. He briefly considered going back into the diner and pulling her out with him. He’d take her to the nearest motel and pound her brains out. That was what he needed, that was the kind of release the tension in his body craved.
    He sighed. He hated that he’d let the town get to him. He’d been gone a long time, more than ten years, and he was a completely different man from the abused, traumatized boy who’d left. He would have thought that everything he’d learned in the years since his leaving, all the skills and strength he’d picked up, would have protected him from the ghosts that lived here.
    He’d been wrong.
    Being back here was like being a boy again, a frightened, brutalized, broken down boy.

Chapter 8
    Elle
    E LLE’S MIND WAS ON THE man as she finished up her shift. Kelly and Grace both watched her as if she’d suddenly grown two heads.
    “What is it?” she demanded when she couldn’t ignore it any longer.
    Kelly looked away. Grace grinned. “You’re smitten, girl, that’s what.”
    “Smitten?”
    “You haven’t been able to get that man out of your mind since he came in and caused that scene.”
    “Oh, come on.”
    Gracie looked at Kelly and shrugged.
    “I’m just thinking about him,” Elle said. “It was strange. He touched me, and then I spilled coffee all over his lap, and then he was gone.”
    “It was weird,” Kelly said.
    “Not all that