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we want as much warning as possible if
he comes for you again.”
    “If he doesn’t think I’m dead,” she murmured.
    He thought about it for a while and then decided to
just say it. “There was a piece about you in the paper. You weren’t named. The
cops kept that out, but the details were enough that he’ll know he missed. He
may not come back, though if he’s working with someone or for someone, they most
likely will. That’s what I’m going to keep you safe from. I don’t want to scare
you, Mallory. I happen to believe you deserve to know what’s going on and the
potential threats.”
    “Thank you,” she said looking to him. “For being honest and not sugar-coating this.”
    “Yeah, I’m not big into sugar-coating,” he said
with a chuckle. “Go, have a hot bath and get some sleep. You are safe and, if
you need me, I’m right here and will be until this guy and anyone else is
stopped.”
    For a while, Mallory just looked at him before
nodding. Squeezing his hand she got up, took her mug, and went into the kitchen.
A few minutes later she came out and paused in the hallway.
    “Good night, Trent,” she said with a half-smile.
    “Night, Mallory.”

 
    Chapter Five
     
    Sliding into the hot water of her bubble bath,
Mallory let out a sigh. She could hear Trent’s voice in the living room, the
low rumble surprisingly soothing and reassuring.
    Except for college, she’d never had a roommate. She
really didn’t like sharing her personal space with others. But she found that
she honestly didn’t mind having him there. He definitely wasn’t what she’d
expected.
    After her meeting with Robyn, Mallory had thought
she’d end up with a G.I. Joe sort that snapped out orders and expected to be
obeyed. But that wasn’t Trent. He listened, he watched, and he seemed to
actually care.
    She had a feeling though, that if the situation
arose, he could bark out orders like nobody’s business. Smiling, she sank
deeper into her soaker tub and sighed again.
    Something else she hadn’t expected was the visceral
reaction she had to him. She knew when he was close. Well, her body did. A low
hum seemed to thrum through her belly when he was near, and when he was
touching her, it turned into a throb. She’d been embarrassed when she’d slid
her panties off for the bath to find them soaked through.
    She wasn’t sure he felt anything for her. At least,
he hadn’t given any signals one way or another. But she had a feeling that she
was going to have a hell of a time living with the man for even a few hours,
let alone days or weeks.
    Groaning, Mallory slid further into the water,
until her chin was brushing the surface. Thank goodness she had a few toys in
her dresser to help her tend to the sexual needs of her body. It had been a
damned long time since she’d had the time or inclination for a boyfriend.
    College actually, now that she thought about it.
She’d had a couple in high school , but they’d been
more the sort to mess around with, first and second base stuff. College had
been the full gauntlet of the dating scene.
    Ryan had been her first, and only “real” boyfriend. He’d been an English major and funny as hell. They’d
always had something to talk about, whether it was their discussions about
books, movies or TV shows or their playful arguments about politics. They’d
never run out of topics.
    The sex had been good, too. For
the most part. Ryan had always ensured she found her pleasure, even if
it had been after he’d finished. He never left her wanting. But he’d never been
very adventurous. While they’d talked about a few more daring things to do in
the bedroom, they’d never actually done anything of the sort.
    “It is fine to talk about it, Mallory, but doing is
a whole other kettle of fish.” He used to say that to her every time she’d
brought up the topic of trying something new sexually.
    While she’d cared for him, when she’d been accepted
into culinary school it hadn’t been