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intrigued him in this manner? How long had it been since he had felt such a strong attraction for a woman?
    He slipped out of bed and reached for his briefs. Had to be around there somewhere. He heard her in the living room, fumbling in the dark. She could never be a burglar, he laughed to himself. Though he doubted whether Cameron would laugh if she had heard her friend talk about her.
    “ I give up! Been trying to bring her out of her funk since that bastard left her. Three years it’s been. She hasn’t even dated, much less…well, I think it’s quite obvious.”
    With the ease of years of cross-examining witnesses, Darren quickly ascertained Cameron’s life through a brief conversation with Meghan Warren. A nurse at Beth Israel in the transplant unit, a broken engagement to some idiot doctor, she lived in an apartment she shared with two others, and she didn’t date—ever, according to her friend.
    Walking out into the living room, he saw her arms filled with her clothing. He moved silently toward her. For whatever reason, he didn’t want her to leave. Not yet. He should.
    He had already assessed Cameron wasn’t one of those sophisticated women who juggled sexual relationships like they handled their hair appointments. No, she would be complicated…
    He should have wooed her, dined her, plied her with gifts, but the moment he held her in his arms, he had only one thought in his head. The same thought that surged through him watching her maneuver through his home in only her panties. He clicked the light on. Startled, she dropped her belongings out of her arms.
    Oh, good Lord! He couldn’t take his eyes off her. No, she wouldn’t be going anywhere except back to his bed.
    She quickly began picking up her clothing. He leaned down to help her, reaching for her hand. Then in a quick motion, he pulled her to him. He kissed her, a long, deep intense kiss.
    “ You going somewhere?” he asked in a low, husky voice.
    “ I...have…to go home…”
    “ At this hour? I’ll take you home, Cameron. I promise. If you insist, now, but I think we could wait…awhile. Don’t you?”
    His hands swept over her body. He felt her tremble with his touch. Looking into her eyes, he saw them well up. He reached up and wiped back a tear. He kissed her again.
    “Don’t, Cameron,” he said. “Don’t. This has been wonderful. I don’t want it to end. This is on me. I should have been patient. Followed the rules of etiquette and waited, but, Lord, woman, I can’t keep my hands off you.”
    He paused to kiss her neck, her shoulders, and then her breasts. Even as his tongue teased her breast, his hands slipped between her legs. She surged against him.
    “ Darren,” she said in a whisper. Her hands pressed against his chest. “I do have to be home…early.”
    “ But not yet,” he said huskily.
    “ Not yet,” she agreed.
    He laughed. Then , in a bold move, he swept her in his arms and carried her to his bed.

Chapter Three
     
    Three o’clock in the morning. Rey Caputo took another swig of his bottleneck beer. It was late and he was bored. His mother had complained again about his activities , or lack thereof. Since his semester at Framingham State ended, he hadn’t left his room in the basement. He had gotten the letter that placed him on academic probation that afternoon. His mother hadn’t seen it…yet. It was only going to lead to another confrontation. He didn’t feel like dealing with it.
    He pushed his blue baseball cap off his forehead as he clicked the mouse of his computer and relaxed. He was well aware that most girls considered his dark hair and blue eyes attractive, not to mention his lithe athletic body. He had always run, had run track all through high school, never lacking for attention when it came to the female gender. The problem lay in that his attraction didn’t lie with the female persuasion.
    Rey spent the night, and now the early morning, online. His finger twitched on the keys. He caught