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played right along with him, and snuggled up nice and close. Too bad she was here strictly on business. He smiled at the notion, but it didn't take long before she closed her eyes again, and he nodded off also.
       He hadn't even realized he'd done so until Faith pulled away from him, waking him, and gave him a weary smile. "Guess we missed the end of the movie. Just remember, the werewolf gets the girl in the correct version." Then she climbed off the bed and stretched like a sleek feline wrapped in green velvet-like duds.
       He wanted her to stay the night, but he didn't figure she'd agree. Still… he had to make the offer. "Another werewolf tale coming up."
       "I've seen Underworld." She checked her watch. "It's nearly one and I've got business to take care of early in the morning. Snowstorm's supposed to be coming now."
       "Want to have breakfast with me tomorrow?"
       She didn't hesitate to respond this time, and he knew he'd hooked her for a date. "I'm an early riser. Would six be too early for you?"
       He frowned, but at the same time, he was glad she'd share another meal with him before he had to traipse off into the wilderness alone. "Uh. Sure. Pick you up at six."
       But he could tell from her expression, she was already distancing herself from him.
       "Or we could meet down in the restaurant," she said.
       That clinched it. But he wasn't letting her go, just yet. He shook his head. "I'll knock on your door at six."
       When she left his room, he waited at his open doorway while she unlocked her door, but then she just stared into the room. He hoped she was changing her mind about staying with him a little longer, and not that something more was wrong.
       "Faith?"
       "I think the clerk let someone else into my room." Her voice was a little shaky.
       Cameron crossed the floor to check out her room when his door automatically shut behind him. He swore under his breath, realizing at once his room key was lying on the desk.
       She raised her brows at him. "Did you leave your key—"
       "Yeah."
       "You could stay here and watch Underworld with me while you're waiting for another room key."
       He chuckled and rubbed his hand over her back, but every muscle remained rigid with tension. "You've got a deal. How do you know someone came into your room?" He escorted her inside and shut the door.
       "My suitcase was open. My bathroom door was closed. And my overnight bag is on its side now, not standing upright."
       "Check and see if anything's missing." He stalked over to the phone and called the front desk and asked to speak with the manager.
       "Nothing's missing that I can tell."
       A businesslike male voice responded on the phone. "Yes, this is Mr. Dodson, the manager on duty. How may I help you?"
       "The clerks on the front desk had given Ms. O'Malley the key to my room and twice, had given a key to her room to other customers."
       "I'm so sorry for the trouble, Mister…"
       "MacPherson."
       "May I speak with Ms. O'Malley, Mr. MacPherson?"
       Cameron handed the phone to Faith as she finished looking through her bags. "Yes, this is Faith O'Malley."
       Cameron watched the expression on Faith's face change from annoyance to surprise as she glanced up at him. "A complimentary room for the night is fine. Thank you. And can someone send up a room key for Mr. MacPherson in Room 317? Thanks." She hung up the phone. "They'll be right up with your key." She motioned to the bed and turned on the TV. "Might as well get comfortable while we wait."
       "No one stole anything, I take it?"
       "No." But she was back to looking perturbed.
       "If you want me to, I'll spend the night."
       That got a big smile from her, which brightened her whole expression, her eyes beaming with amusement, her glossy lips turned up in a big way. He figured she wasn't buying it.
       "I'll bolt my door after you leave. I should have done