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back toward the driver’s side of her car. “I’ll go grab the pen for you.”
    Thank God she was walking away for a minute.
    First the voice, and then her touch had affected him deeply. And she was gorgeous, on top of it. Tall too. Maybe five-foot-nine? He had been able to talk to her without bending his head down.
    He needed a moment to get the wild, beating arousal to cool down a little.
    Chill out, man. Just write down your info, get back in your car and get to work.
    He had a shitload of reports to follow up on today. At least it would mean some downtime away from the frantic pace of fieldwork.
    She returned, holding out the pen to him, but paused. “You sure you’re okay?”
    Her concerned tone made him frown. “Really, I’m fine. Why?”
    “You looked a little pained. Just want to be certain.”
    God, her voice. Why did it sound so right? Was he trying too hard to make her into the woman he’d been looking for all these years?
    Must be. It was too good to be true.
    He nodded. “Thanks, but I’m good. I’ll jot this all down and be on my way.” He moved to the trunk of his sedan and tore the paper in half, then started copying his own information down.
    Nina stood silently and looked out into the parking lot while he wrote, and when he finished, he handed her the piece of paper and her pen. “Well, again, I’m really sorry. Please do call if you change your mind and want to file a police report.” And then, because for some reason he felt it would be misleading if he didn’t tell her, he added, “I can help you take care of it, since I’m a cop.”
    She froze, the smile sliding off her face for an instant.
    She recovered quickly, but not before he’d seen the strange look cross her face. Almost like she felt as though she’d been betrayed.
    That was ridiculous. Telling her he was a cop wasn’t like saying, Surprise! You’re under arrest for being way too beautiful! He was the one in the wrong, and he wanted to be honest. Why had it upset her? And she was upset—he could tell. She was smiling again, but now those beautiful lips were tight, and her jaw was tense. She was faking it.
    She’s not the kind of woman who would ever fake it in bed, though.
    He stiffened. Damn, she was doing something to him. He hadn’t been this interested in a woman since the one who had been nothing more than sound waves in a hospital room. And now he was fighting a near-painful erection inspired by someone whose car he had dented?
    He needed help.
    “Well, thanks! I’m sure our insurance agents will be in touch with one another. Drive safe!” she chirped, her stilted falsetto sounding ridiculous after her free-flowing, easy conversation until now.
    He shrugged and waved as she disappeared around the driver’s side. “Sure, uh, sorry again. Bye,” he called, even as he heard her car door shut. The Range Rover’s engine started up and Ben moved to his own car, leaning against the trunk as she backed out carefully.
    He gave her a wave as she pulled out and headed toward the exit. She gave a small salute in return, then she was off, the SUV completely out of sight within seconds. But he stood in the parking lot for a few more minutes, watching the road. He couldn’t shake the strange feeling she had been running away from him.
    And he couldn’t help but feel like he had lost an important opportunity.
    He shrugged. Maybe it was time to meet another woman. Even if the next girl he dated wasn’t the one he would spend the rest of his life with, it would at least do him some good to get laid. It had been nearly a year. Imagining some strange woman was the one he’d thought about for three years, and getting a hard-on in a parking lot over her—a woman who seemed to dislike police officers, no less!—wasn’t exactly where he wanted to be in his romantic life.
    He sighed and pushed off the trunk of his car. He folded the piece of paper with her information and put it in his wallet, got into his car and headed to