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she ran her hand over the thick coat of fur. Suddenly,
her awareness of Andrew renewed. Lifting her eyes to meet his, the
smile disappeared, cloaking her face in anger and fear once
again.
     “ Who are you and
where am I?”
    He calmly regarded her
before answering. The unsaid accusations in her voice were
apparent.
    “ My name is Andrew Greer
and you are on a mountain near Doves Cove, Colorado. I found you in
the snow yesterday and I brought you here so you wouldn’t freeze to
death.”
    “ I don’t believe
you.” 
    Andrew sighed. He saved
her, cleaned her up, and gave her his clothes and bed. Now he was
stuck taking care of her for who knows how long, and she was
treating him like he was the one who hurt her! It just doesn’t pay
to save a damsel in distress these days.
    He wasn’t concerned she
would jump out of the bed with a wildcat frenzy and attack him. Her
injuries would prevent her from trying. He pulled back the
blankets, slowly standing up before stretching out his sore
muscles, the joints in his body cracking after the long night on
the hard floor.
    “ Look lady,” he said
calmly. “I don’t care whether you believe me or not. I have no
reason to lie to you, and you can believe whatever you want. If you
want to leave, please feel free. This is my quiet haven and the
door is right over there.”
    He motioned toward the
front door before flipping on the light in the kitchen.
    She said nothing, regarding
him with only a glare. The soft light seemed to hurt her eyes,
causing a twinge and grimace, but her gaze didn’t waver from
Andrew.
    “ If I was going to harm
you, would I give you my bed while I slept on the
floor?”
    A sweeping motion of his
hand indicated the crumpled blanket and pillow in front of the
fire.
     “ Would someone who
intended to cause you harm have a dog like that?”
    He pointed towards the
enamored Shadow who lazily lifted one eyelid to look at Andrew but
didn’t attempt to show allegiance to his master.
    The woman’s eyes broke
contact with Andrew, looking down at the dog then quickly back at
the man. A bit of the ice in them melted as she looked away without
answering, her eyes coming to rest on the clothes hanging near the
fireplace. She immediately recognized the familiar
items.
    Andrew watched her reaction
out of the corner of his eye as he headed into the kitchen to start
a pot of coffee. He almost chuckled aloud at the redness of her
cheeks as she realized he had changed her clothes.
     “ Are you hungry?” he
asked without turning around, hoping the edge in his voice sounded
irritated instead of amused. 
    Her only reply was a sharp
“No!” but he braced himself, expecting something to come hurtling
at his back from the bed. He picked up the frying pan. For a
fleeting moment, he wondered if another bump on the other side of
her head would do too much damage.
    This woman had gone through
more emotions than a man who just caught his wife and his mistress
in bed together. Now she was mad at him again, only this time, at
least she had a reason to be mad. He sighed. She would just have to
deal with it. He couldn’t let her freeze to death or catch
pneumonia from remaining in wet clothes. He was starting to think
he should have just left her where he found her. Fate may have
saved this woman, but it cursed him!

4.
    Refusing to take her eyes
off him and lower her defenses, she found her gaze traveling from
his eyes to his bare chest. She could not help herself. How did he
keep from freezing in the cabin? He wore only a pair of sweatpants.
No shirt covered his silky skin. Muscles corded around tight pecks
and smooth, wide shoulders, defining the shape of his chest.
Definitely strong enough to inflict bodily harm on an injured and
defenseless woman. The fireplace tools remained out of reach. If
she could stay alert and ready, she may have the opportunity to get
her hands on the poker.
    She surveyed him again out
of the corner of her eye while he clanked pots and pans