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the rest of the family - should be here before long.”
    She should have realized her friend would be late and planned not to arrive when there was just one other person there - however sexy. 
    Charlie hadn’t said anything about her camp being quite this big, but Ginger would have bet it slept ten or twelve or more, and it was as gorgeous inside as it was out - homey but beautifully decorated in the brighter earth tones of deep turned-leaf red, soft oranges and varying shades of brown.
    It was a picture perfect representation of how a camp should look.
    He was already well ahead of her as she lagged behind admiring the house, but she caught up to him on the stairs and enjoyed the view from behind as he sauntered up them.  “I’m going to put you in this room, where at night you can sometimes hear the loons calling to each other, and the sun will wake you up naturally every morning.”
    “At dawn ?” she asked, unable to keep the alarm from her voice.  Loons at night were one thing, but dawn was an entirely different prospect.
    That tickled him, apparently, because he almost giggled at her abject shock and horror.  She loved the sound of a big man giggling.  “That’s generally when the sun rises, yes, Ma’am -”
    Ginger’s eyes popped out even more than they had when she’d seen him.  “Oh my God, you did not just ‘Ma’am’ me!”
    A bright blush spread over that beautiful face of his - which surprised her somehow.  He didn’t seem the type to blush.  The rest of him, though, didn’t seem in the least concerned about her comment.  In fact, he took a step closer to her, not in a threatening way, really, just a calm, assertive one.
    “I meant it as a term of respect, not a comment on your age.”
    His explanation wasn’t much better than the original insult, but she let it go lest he continue to dig himself even deeper.  Besides that, there was something about the look in his eyes made her not want to push him too much.
    It made her want to jump him and pin him to the bed, but not push him.
    He looked like the kind of man who’d be somewhat dangerous when cornered - or even challenged much, for that matter.  He positively reeked of dominance, and she had a distinct weakness for that type of man.
    A distinct weakness.   She could feel the evidence of that fatal flaw dampening her panties as she watched him put her small suitcase on the bed.
    “You’ll also have a lovely view of the lake and the dock since you’re on the front of the house.  You’re about as far away from the family room as I could get you, so the inevitable all night commotion shouldn’t keep you from sleeping.”
    Her friend’s family was big and notoriously loud and boisterous.  Overwhelmingly so, sometimes.
    Her personal concierge then disappeared, leaving her on her own to get settled.  When she appeared downstairs, he was nowhere to be seen, until she wandered into the cavernous family room and found him surrounded by books.
    Who came to camp to work or study? She wondered to herself, but the question must’ve been in her face, because he answered it immediately.
    “I’m taking the sergeant’s test - I’m a cop - and I need to study, although Scott thought I needed some time off, so I’m here.”
    “Oh dear.  A cop, huh?   Is this the part where I need to confess to all my unpaid tickets?”
    Sean, for his part, was thinking she was a brat who was much too big for her britches, and he’d never backed down from a challenge, especially one that involved a taming - and his impression of her, even after such a short time, was that this young woman could definitely use one.  His palms fairly itched to deliver it, but he didn’t want to frighten her away by introducing the idea any too soon . . .
    But then, what the hell.
    “If you feel the urge, I’m here.  But - a friendly warning - you wouldn’t have to worry much about the judicial consequences of not having paid them because the consequences I would