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met him. Relaxed and joking, he appealed to her with a stunning surety that left her insides in a jumble, her mind a rubber band ball of confusion.
    In the SUV, she’d been seconds away from kissing him. Seconds . If he hadn’t mentioned the danger of his enhancement, she would’ve made a major fool of herself. Again.
    Shaking her head, she grabbed her comb off the counter and turned back to the mirror. Why did she care that Jaydan Rose could die? Make that would die? He’d given D.I.R.E. permission to use and destroy his body, with little regard for himself, his family and friends.
    Did the safety of mankind really matter to him that much? Or was it something deeper that had him risking his life that way?
    She combed out her wet hair. He had the heart of a guardian. He’d proven that on the street yesterday, and today outside the house. He’d stepped in front of her, had put himself between her and danger.
    Had confided in her about his enhancement.
    Powers International had its own share of secrets, just like D.I.R.E. They were tied to each other despite Mitchell Jacobs’ desire to keep the agency isolated. Riordan bonded them from here on out, regardless of whether they decided to sign a contract for the DNA tracker.
    Jaydan would always be a part of her life.
    The man disparaged her, argued with her and teased her to no end. Yet, he protected her and confided in her. That had to mean he cared to some degree.
    Her shoulders slumped. He only cared because of Riordan. Jaydan considered her an obligation, not a woman.
    Her body stiffened, her mind spinning, whirling like a tornado. The bathroom faded from view, leaving her isolated in total darkness. The vision gradually appeared in her mind, the tornado giving way to a dense fog that cleared to reveal images beyond.
    Jaydan. His fingers feather-light on the inside of her damp thigh, his mouth hot against her throat. The scents of jasmine, rosewood, and sex spun around them in the fog, the sound of their heavy breathing loud in the dimly lit room. Her naked body arched back in his hands, their skin hot and slick with sweat. He made love to her with arresting intensity, slow, meticulous...
    Free .
    The vision floated away like a fading shadow at sunset. The bathroom came back into view, bright, quiet and scattered with toiletries. Her heart pounded against her dewy chest, her body aroused and ready for his invasion.
    Heaven help her.
    Turning on the faucet, she splashed cool water on her heated face. Calming down had to be her first objective. Right now, she wanted him with an incessant hunger that urged her to take care of things herself. But she knew it wouldn’t do – only Jaydan would satisfy her.
    Forget the vision, Hope. Put it out of your head.
    Drying her face, she took a deep breath and picked up the blow dryer. She had to stay focused, remember why they were together in the first place.
    Keegan Meeks.
    First on the agenda, she had to try to connect with their new, letter-writing friend. Intuition told her their friend really wasn’t a friend at all. Danger lurked behind the scenes. She could feel it.
    Before they left for the luau, she’d run the DNA tracker again to see if it showed Keegan – or Natalie’s relative’s - location. At least they would know that much.
    With her hair dry, she brushed the platinum locks into a bright sheen. Tonight, she’d wear it down, with a small braid at her temple. She liked the ocean breeze in her hair. It brought a sense of freedom to her lackluster life.
    Digging around in her tote, she searched for a tiny hair band. A loud knock sounded on her bedroom door. She gasped, her hand reaching for her throat.
    Not now. Not after that vision .
    “Les, why is your father calling me?”
    Shutting her eyes against the dread that settled in her chest, she groaned to herself. She couldn’t open that door. If she did, she’d make a complete fool of herself.
    Walking over to the dresser, she checked her phone. Three missed