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me
again...”
    “Breakfast...sounds
lovely,” she stammered.
    He beamed and said, “I'll
walk you to your car. Then I'll hop into mine and start tailing
you.”
    “I drive real fast,”
she smirked.
    “You'll try to lose me?
You can try but I never lose a mark. That's a fact.”
    When she got in her car, he
leaned down and said through her open window, “Drive safely,
Lindy. I want you to be safe. I...really do.” He scrubbed
his hand across his face to hide his embarrassment. “Ah, I've
become a ninny,” he muttered under his breath as he
straightened up.
    Not a ninny, she thought as
she started her engine. “You're a sweetheart, Baxter
Sadowski,” she said to her reflection as she watched him jog to
his car. “I knew it the moment I saw you.”

CHAPTER
FOUR

    Baxter drove two car lengths
behind her. Lindy was a good, confident driver. She wasn't a speed
demon. Neither was she a road hog. Baxter had no doubt that she was
trying to make it easy for him to follow her, but he would have no
trouble at all keeping on her tail even if she led him on a
high-speed chase through gritty alleys or down rocky dirt tracks. He
had never lost a mark, ever.
    As he cruised along the
highway, he found himself snarling, swearing and sweating for no good
reason at all. He was acting and feeling all weird and uptight. He
had been with many women but he had never felt so nervous and anxious
before. He had always been a smooth, suave operator. He could
flirt, have fun, have a great time. He always made sure the women
had a great time too. He wasn't a selfish lover.
    But he had never felt this
way when he was with any of those women. Lindy made him feel...like
a damn Papa bear! He wanted to protect her, pamper her, keep her
safe. She was pretty, so sweet and sexy, but he wasn't thinking of
getting in her pants. Well, she did turn him on and get him all hot
and bothered, but he wasn't thinking about his dick for once.
    He just wanted to get her
home safe and sound. He had been so arrogant and smarmy when he slid
into her booth uninvited, but once he started talking to her, he
realized that she wasn't just a pretty face. The girl was cool,
calm, smart and she had sized him up with just one glance and a few
pointed questions.
    He liked her, a lot. He had
never liked a woman so much before. He usually just liked their
bodies, and he knew that the women only wanted him for the same
thing. He had a strong, powerful physique; he was good in bed, and
well, who didn't like sex? Those women were adventurous, raunchy and
fun, but he didn't feel anything for them. They were just sex
partners, and they were just helping each other scratch an itch.
    But Lindy...she was
different.
    Hell, he hadn't even had sex
with her, and he was thinking and feeling so much more than he had
ever done with any other female.
    Just what the hell was this
weird mix of feelings that was welling up in him and turning all his
insides to a gooey mess? He felt both powerful and vulnerable with
her, strong and shy in her presence.
    He felt protective and
possessive towards her. He wanted to protect her, provide for her,
and...possess her. He wanted her to be his. Physically,
emotionally, completely. He didn't want just her body, he wanted her
heart as well.
    Baxter cursed viciously.
    There must be something
wrong with him.
    God, he was creeping himself
out, even if Lindy didn't find him freaky. He was following her in
his car, for God's sake. And he wasn't doing it with the aim of
getting in her bed. He was just doing it for her.
    No expectations, no payback,
no reward, no sex.
    He definitely wasn't himself
tonight.
    His palms were sweaty and he
was shivering. Was he coming down with something?
    A fever? A head cold? The
pox?
    Shit.
    Lindy's car turned into a
quiet suburb and she drove slowly down the street. Baxter clamped
his shaky hands on the steering wheel and followed her, trying to
regulate his harsh, uneven breathing.
    His chest felt tight and he
was having trouble