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bedroom. Suddenly her fingers stalled, gripping each other like vice grips.
    “It ’s quite alright, Alyssa. You’ve been alone with me for what . . . nearly six hours, and not once have I acted like anything but a gentleman. Why would I ruin what little bond we have by doing something so atrocious?”
    “You have a point ,” she said, entering his bedroom. She drew in a deep breath. The smell of the room was so masculine, so him .
    He turned to leave. “You sleep well, Alyssa,” he said, softly running his hand along her arm.
    “Xander,” she whispered, the name teetering on her lips.
    He moved his hand down to take a gentle hold of her fingers , then glanced up into her waiting eyes for the question that still hadn’t come, but he could see it playing through her thoughts. Her shoulders slumped. “Good night,” she whispered and closed her eyes.
    “Good night , Alyssa.” He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead and released her hand, closing the door behind him.
    Alyssa shook her head. “It wouldn’t be right,” she told herself, kicking off her shoes and climbing into his bed still fully clothed.
    Xander grudgingly made himself comfortable on the couch, but he was smiling. He cocked his head, looking toward his bedroom, and grinned even wider! “Good night,” he whispered, drew in a deep breath, and sighed with a smile nearly branded on his lips.

Chapter 3
    Rise and Shine to a New L ife
     
    Alyssa awoke to an eerie feeling. She opened her eyes to see Xander standing over her, but relaxed when she saw he was holding a tray.
    “Breakfast in bed , my dear?” he asked, waiting for her to sit up.
    “You didn’t have to.”
    “Ah, ’twas no problem at all, mademoiselle. ’Twas but a phone call,” he replied, again speaking in that sophisticated, sexy accent. Alyssa smiled and laughed softly. He saw a bit of a twinkle in her eye. He laid the tray across her lap and sat on the bed facing her. “I see that you fearfully slept in your clothes.”
    “Not really fearfully, just so damn exhausted. I usually don’t stay up so late,” she said, sipping on her orange juice.
    “It was only twelve. What are you, Cinderella? Will you turn into a pumpkin after the stroke of midnight?” he said jokingly.
    “No, of course not. I just don’t stay up so late anymore,” she declared, frowning at his patronizing tone.
    “Well, I . . . let me know when you’re done,” he said and headed for the door. Then he looked down at himself. He opened his arms and turned to face her. “Like I have any room to criticize . . . I slept in my clothes as well.” He chuckled. She laughed too as he left the room.
    Xander went to the bathroom . Going about his normal routine, he started the shower. Just then, there was a gentle knock on the side door. He slid it open to reveal a nervous Alyssa peering through a crack in the bathroom door. “I need to . . .,” she said without finishing.
    “By all means, mademoiselle,” he urged, taking gentle hold of her arm and coaxing her into the bathroom. She looked at him with a curious expression. At that cue, he stepped into the bedroom and closed the door. Alyssa hurried to perform her feminine duties, then entered the bedroom to find him lying on the bed with his eyes closed, smiling.
    “Why are you grinning like that?”
    He did not move , nor did he open his eyes. “Because, mademoiselle, I realized I have never had a beautiful, young female in my room the entire time I’ve lived here, and peeing in my pot so to speak,” he said with a chuckle. She touched her hand to her face, mortified by his brash words.
    “Have I embarrassed you my dear? It is natural , is it not?”
    “Yeah, but you don’t talk about it ,” she said, hesitantly scratching the back of her head. He sat up to look at her, still smiling.
    “Oh, please ! We all do it; it’s no big deal.” After a pause, he rousted himself off the bed. “Well, I’m going to shower. You are more than welcome to join