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taking a swim. Alone! At night! 
    “There are rip-tides,” he stated as calmly as possible, but the thought of her doing something so insanely reckless had his body coiled tight and on full alert. “Not to mention…sharks.” And…crazy ass assassins bound and determined to end your life, he silently finished, trying hard to control the hundred and one different emotions all bouncing around inside of him.
    “Thank you for your concern,” she said softly, and Cam felt that pesky little shiver run across him once again. Her voice was so damned sexy. It was husky, yet almost musical. It curled around you and held fast, rocking you to your core. “But, believe me when I say that I can more than handle myself… Mister ?”
    “Camden Stark,” he responded quietly, his eyes not leaving hers for a moment. “And, you are?”

    Victoria’s brows furrowed slightly the moment his name passed his incredibly distracting lips. Why did it sound vaguely familiar to her? And… why had she even bothered to ask it in the first place? What in the bloody hell was wrong with her? She just needed to get through the next twenty-seven days. She didn’t need to start chumming up to the neighbor. Especially not this neighbor. He had danger written all over him in big neon colors.
    “Victoria Remington,” she pushed out slowly, trying hard not to grind her teeth. Being this close to the man was doing things to her body that she just didn’t like… at all . Not to mention what his hand on her arm was doing to her. Good God! His touch was firm, yet gentle, and had her heart rate picking up, causing it to slam against her ribs almost painfully.
    Get the hell away from him, Victoria, her mind screamed at her; but for some unknown reason, she just couldn’t move. It was as if her feet were firmly planted in the sand beneath her.
    He just stood there quietly, staring down at her, his incredible chest bare and glistening in the moonlight, and she tried to force her eyes back up to his face when they drifted down with a will of their own. Geez, she thought with a soft grunt, the man was ripped!
    Gathering up every last bit of her reserve, she met his eyes. “Well, it was nice meeting you, Mr. Stark. And, thank you again for your concern, but really, I can assure you that I’m fine.”

    Victoria started to take another step away but Cam didn’t let go…he couldn’t. The sight of this unbelievable creature standing there in the water, the moonlight bouncing off of her body, which was just barely concealed by the thin fabric that she wore had him unable or unwilling to let her just walk away. Jesus, what in the Holy Hell is she doing to me?
    “Wait,” he burst out, his eyes locking with hers. “Have dinner with me tomorrow.” The words flew past his lips before he could stop them. But, damn it! For three full, excruciating days he had just sat there like an ass, watching that blasted house as she had locked herself away, and he just hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind. Visions of her had kept him up at night and he just couldn’t let her go. Not yet.
    “Why?” she questioned softly, her incredible eyes holding his.
    Cam was slightly taken back by her response. He had never had a woman question a dinner invitation from him before. Ever. It just wasn’t something that was done.
    “Excuse me?” he asked, completely and utterly perplexed.
    Victoria studied him a moment in silence. Finally, she quirked an eyebrow at him, her perfect mouth turning down in a small, thoughtful frown, and he had to say… it was sexy as hell.
    “Why on earth should I have dinner with you, Mr. Stark?” she asked evenly. The confidence emanating from her body was like a living force. It swirled and danced around her and Cam felt a shiver run down his spine and hit him straight to the groin. Thank the Gods he was still standing waist deep in water, he thought with a soft, almost uncomfortable grunt.
    “Well, first off,” he began, his lips