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trusted instead of the typical casual sex in high school or college. Naturally, she and David had done plenty of exploring each other’s bodies, but she really wanted to wait until their wedding night to actually do the deed. It would add to the excitement and make it all the more special for both of them, knowing it was the one thing they hadn’t done and that he knew he was her first. After all that torturous waiting, the last thing she wanted to imagine was this smelly stranger touching her or being the first one to take what she’d been saving for David.
    Christ, her head was throbbing badly enough without thinking about that little scenario! Not to mention, she was probably already late for the hairdresser...and who knows what else! What if she’d missed the wedding? She looked around the wagon. Why didn’t he seem to have a clock hanging anywhere? She sighed in frustration.
    “Look…thank you for carrying me in out of the weather, and for bandaging up my side, although I can’t say I’m happy that you saw me naked. It might have been a better idea to take me to the ER. I probably should go anyway, just to make sure everything’s okay. But thank you for what you did.”
    He nodded. “You are welcome demoiselle.” He smiled and she noticed just how beautiful his teeth were.
    “I really hate to ask, but can I borrow your cell? Do you even have one? You don’t seem to have a clock…or a t.v. or anything else around here. I walked out of the house without any of my things and I need to call my fiancé. I’m probably late for my own wedding!”
    She held up her left hand for emphasis when she said the word ‘fiancé’ but then cringed when she realized she’d left her ring on the nightstand next to the bed. Dammit!
    He sat there for a moment with a puzzled look on his face. Cell…t.v….oh-kay. EeeArrh?. What kind of words were these that she spoke? These were not words he had ever heard before. Perhaps her mind had been damaged by the lightning. Maybe she had struck her head when she fell. She had also said the word ‘fiancé’ and thus she was apparently betrothed. He felt the slightest twinge of disappointment at the thought before his mind traveled back to her strange words.
    In the moments he sat there puzzling over her strange language, she ignored the pain in her side, opened the flap of the canopy and stepped out over the edge of the wagon and jumped to the ground since he wasn’t bothering to answer her.
    ‘Okay’ , she thought to herself. ‘Not only does he smell like crap, he treats women the same way. He can see I’m lost and he’s just staring at me like I’m crazy and didn’t even offer me he his cell…not to mention he has no clocks anywhere and lives…in a wagon?’
    God, her mother was right. She did know her heart’s desire. And it was to be with a nice, clean-cut guy with a job, a place to live and manners…like David! Good thing she’d kept that coin after all and would make note to tell her mother this when she got home.
    Dominic watched as the woman had climbed out of the wagon and he jumped out after her an instant later and followed close behind to make sure she did not try to escape, and to protect her from any of the men that might be lurking around and see her prancing about with nothing but a blanket covering her.
    Sarah looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. There were two or three other wagons close by, and some men lying on the ground sleeping. Or were they dead? No. More than one of them was snoring. They were dressed like something out of a medieval movie or a Renaissance Fair. There were a few rough tents pitched around and remnants of one or two dying campfires. There were horses grazing close by and a couple of ponies loosely tied to the back of one of the wagons and two more tied to the wagon they had been sleeping in. They seemed to be out in the middle of nowhere.
    Jesus. How far had he carried her? It couldn’t have been that far. Then she