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wouldn’t hurt me, but I know it’s a possibility.” His gaze met hers. “I’m the first of my kind, the experimental model. There are bound to be kinks to work out.”
    Rachel pulled back her head. “Kinks? You’re a human being, for goodness sake.”
    “They chose me because I had no family ties.”
    Rachel wanted to tell him he did have ties – the Monroe family. Aidan cared what happened to him and like it or not, so did she.
    She hated the idea that he felt alone in the world.
    “Can you teleport while invisible?”
    He grinned. “Oh, yeah. It’s come in handy on many occasions.”
    The thought of Tristan in danger made her stomach queasy. She hated that idea, too.
    “I don’t want to know.”
    “I won’t tell you.”
    She laid her cheek on his chest. His heart beat strong and loud against her ear. “Are you in danger a lot?”
    OK, you just told him you didn’t want to know, so why are you asking?
    He lay silent for several moments. “Immediate danger, no. I try to avoid that. But, most situations I walk into can turn at any moment.”
    She really didn’t want to know that. “Do you ever get scared?” Just shut it, Monroe.
    His voice was low, resigned. “I tell myself fear is a decision. But, yeah, I’ve been scared.”
    A disquieting sense of need came over her. She wanted to fix that fear. She wanted to take it away from Tristan and assure him he’d never have to fear again.
    She clutched his hand in hers. “For instance?...”
    Taking a deep breath, Tristan’s voice rumbled at her ear. “Once, someone assigned me to watch over a woman. She wasn’t with me long before I made her cry and I-“
    She popped him on the chest. “Not funny, Jacobs.”
    “It’s the truth.”
    Rachel pulled up to look at him. “Me crying scared you?”
    His eyes held a devilish twinkle. “ Terrified me.”
    “Are you really that big of a wuss?”
    Tristan burst out laughing. The next thing she knew, she lay flat on her back in the grass and stared up into his sparkling blue eyes. She loved the view from this angle.
    Her gaze dropped to his mouth. That gorgeous, stubble-trimmed mouth that spouted promises she’d only heard in her dreams. It made perfect sense that her emotions, her hormones, were totally freaking out tonight, right? That after the day and evening she’d had, Tristan Jacobs, a virtual stranger, made her body want for things she’d done with only two men on earth? That in Scotland, under the full moon, with no one around to remind her she was an idiot, Rachel wanted to make love with him in the grass of Dunnottar Castle?
    “You’re not very bright, insulting a man that has you halfway across the world, barefoot, with no money or phone.”
    Spreading her palms out over his chest, she trailed them up his shoulders. “Well then, I may have to use whatever means necessary to ensure I get home.”
    He stilled above her. “Aidan would kill me.”
    “Then it’s a good thing Aidan isn’t here.” Rachel brushed back the hair from his brow.
    She lay there waiting for him to do something. His eyes roamed over her face and hair in a blatantly arrogant and conquering way. It struck her that Tristan probably had women throw themselves at him all the time. Rushing onto a scene like some superhero rock star probably gave him his pick of women.
    The more she thought about it, he was probably thinking of a way to let her down easy. He didn’t think of her like that at all and she had just made a total ass of herself.
    She’d been down that road before and wouldn’t take it again.
    Moving to get up, Rachel caught her breath when Tristan trapped her hands against his chest. In an instant, that arrogant look in his eyes transformed into something more, something loaded with hunger and desire. If Rachel thought him hot before, she’d been very naïve. Confidence, arousal and determination on Tristan Jacobs’ face blew away any fantasy she could have conjured.
    He slowly lowered his mouth to hers. Her