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bicep.
    “Please stop. As much as I appreciate you defending me, I don’t
want you in Fox Hill Prison.” Her warm amber gaze held his captive.
    Xavier rose slowly to his feet, unable to look away from her. If
her touch wasn’t paralyzing enough, the sight of her almost sent him on his
ass. She was dazzling up close and in daylight. It’s a good thing I rarely
speak because I’m sure I would be speechless right now. What the fuck has she
done to me?
    “So let me get this straight. I had to get knocked on my ass
before you came over to say hi?” Cassandra grinned with a mischievous glint in
her eyes.
    God, say something! I feel like a fucking boy confronted by
his first crush.
    “Hi, are you going to speak?”
    “Hospital,” Xavier croaked. I should have killed that piece
of shit. How could he hurt her? She still looks dazed, despite her smile.
    “What?” She frowned in confusion.
    Xavier cleared his throat, pissed that he was so tongue-tied
around her. “You, hospital,” he choked out again.
    Cassandra started shaking her head. “Ah, no, I’m fine.”
    Enough! I’m not a damn punk. She will listen to me. Xavier
looked beyond her to Cameron. “Take her to the hospital,” he demanded.
    Cameron opened his eyes wide in astonishment. “Dude?”
    Cameron’s wide-eyed alert was enough to let him know that Kenny
had come up behind him. Xavier didn’t need to turn as he drove his foot with a
backward kick into Kenny’s stomach. He had never lost his concentration in the
middle of a fight, but Cassandra had the ability to distract his senses from
everything else around him. He never removed his gaze off her beautiful face. He
couldn’t, and he didn’t want to.
    Only by sheer luck did he hear Kenny wheezing in pain behind him
when Kenny, yet again, tried attacking him. Xavier turned then, pissed that
this idiot was interrupting his visual feast. This time he punched Kenny hard
enough to send him crashing to the ground.
    Kenny was now out cold, his face bloodied and almost
unrecognizable.
    Cassandra grimaced in pity. “Just goes to show you can’t beat
sense into stupid.”
    Xavier felt the slight crack in his face again, and his gaze
returned to her in wonder.
    Everyone reassembled, including Cassandra, as if they were
about to continue the game.
    Xavier came out of his dazed state in a hurry then and stood in
front of Cassandra, blocking her attempt to dribble the ball.
    “Hey, you need to move.” She grinned up at him. “We’re about to
smoke these guys.”
    The remembered intoxicating scent of her hit him hard. She
smelt of sweat and pure female, uniquely Cassandra. It made him immediately
think of them writhing around between the sheets having sweaty marathon sex. He
held his breath, afraid to breathe her in. The need to touch her, to taste her,
almost made his eyes cross. “Hospital,” Xavier muttered between clenched teeth.
    Cassandra raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down slowly.
“You’re panty-droppin’ beautiful and all, but I don’t take orders from any man.
Thanks for your concern, hon, but as you can see, I’m fine.”
    Did she just call me beautiful? He mentally shook his
head at the absurdity.
    Xavier turned and walked over to where she kept her gym bag. He
picked it up from the sidelines and came back toward her.
    She looked up at him in astonishment and backed away as he came
closer.
     
     
    Cassandra gazed in disbelief into the “I’m taking no shit” dark
eyes of her chocolate obsession. She had been thinking about him since he tried
to rescue her three weeks ago. Because of the criminal nature of what her
brothers did, Cassandra had always taken meticulous notice of everything and
everyone around her. Three days ago she had noticed his bulky figure watching
their pickup game in the afternoon. Every day after, she noticed him jogging a
half-mile behind her and caught glimpses of him sitting in the crowded parking
lot outside the store where she worked. Knowing it