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    "Well, Gabby, if there aren't any more notes on my sister, I suppose it's time to leave,” he said , removing money from his wallet to pay the bill.
    She nodded and stood. This was certainly one way to get rid of her after finding out what he needed to know about his sister. The thought irritated her, but she couldn’t come up with a reason.
    On the ride to her apartment, Cole was in a more talkative mood. This surprised Gabby, since he hadn't said much to her on the way to the restaurant. She found his changed attitude making for a more pleasant atmosphere in the car.
    "I have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday, but next weekend I'm going to make a few calls to California and fly out to see if I can find Samantha.”
    She silently wondered if his doctors’ appointment had anything to do with the patch he wore. He soon answered her question.
    “ In two months I get to take this patch off my eye."
    This was the perfect opening to ask what kind of accident he’d had. "How did you injure your eye?" She tried to keep her tone light and easy.
    "I was down in the print shop and managed to splash some corrosive liquid into it. As luck would have it, I wound up wearing an eye guard to heal the damage. The quick work of the doctor saved my sight, for which I’m thankful. A person doesn't fully appreciate their eyesight until something happens to it."
    "You are lucky .”
    For some reason, she didn’t feel so enthusiastic about the patch being only temporary. Not that she was ever going to see him again. In reality, the patch gave him a devil-may-care look and Gabby found it most appealing, too appealing for her pulse rate that was rising just looking at him.
    Cole drove up to the apartment building and cut the engine. He stepped out and walked around to the passenger side. Gabby waited for him to open her door. Before she had been angry with him, but things had changed a bit during the evening.
    Walking toward her apartment, she reached into her handbag and removed her keys. Before putting the key in the lock, she turned to him and glanced at his dark features.
    "I hope I've been of some help to you .”
    "You have.”
    She notice d how he kept watching her intently. For some reason, he focused on the indention in her chin, as though he found the small cleft fascinating. She didn’t know when their eyes locked, but Samantha felt the need to break eye contact with him. Foreign sensations seized her clear thinking. The crazy notion filled her head that he had created a spell over her and she felt powerless to break it, no matter how hard she tried.
     
    Slowly, he lowered his head and his mouth gently captured her lips beneath his. For some reason, she didn't feel surprised or shocked at what he was doing. It all was so natural. Instead, she closed her eyes intending to savor the tender kiss.
    The kiss that had started so pleasantly soon changed to a slow sensuous one. She automatically lifted her arms and draped them around his neck, running her fingers compulsively through the dark hair that touched the edge of his sweater. The pleasing smell of his after-shave filled her nostrils in the next instant. Moving her mouth beneath his, she openly invited his lips to continue ravishing hers in a kiss that suddenly caused ringing noises in her ears.
    O pening her mouth fully, she felt his tongue invade private territory. And invade it he did, with a quickness she loved. He continuously plundered her mouth as no other man had ever done. Hearing a moaning noise, reality struck her realizing it came from her lips. She let him smother her mouth again beneath his without protest. The kiss stretched endlessly, with his tongue keeping up the tantalizing element that sent her emotions' sky rocketing. Her response must have let him know how she savored his passionate capture.
    His arms gently held her against him. She could feel every sinewy muscle of his body pressed close to her. The wild thumping of his heart reached out to