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stalkerish?” he asks snidely. 
    When he looks back at Melina, her eyes are glittering with unshed tears and she looks utterly devastated. “Maybe I shouldn’t have come. Sorry to have interrupted your family dinner,” she croaks.
    Oh fuck...not the tears, he can't handle the tears!
    Vance sighs and rubs his face roughly. “Well, you’re here now.  What was so urgent?”
    “Nothing, Vance, just forget it,” Melina rasps, spins on her heels and takes off toward her car, where it’s parked in the driveway.
    Why does he feel like his heart is being ripped out and stomped on…again? Isn't this what he wants? For her to leave him alone? They can never work, right? Before he can think to do otherwise, Vance runs after her. He gets to her just as she reaches for her car door handle. He spins her around and presses her up against the car with his body, his mouth immediately taking hers, his hands roughly cupping her face. They both moan as their tongues fight for dominance. Melina wraps her arms around his waist, her hands splaying out across his lower back.
    Oh God, yes!
    Vance wants her so badly. Maybe they can make things work. Maybe their differences aren't as big as he thought. Her kisses are addictive; he isn't going to be able to walk away from her now. Not again.  Because the more he kisses her, the more the memories flood his brain. He needs to be with her. He wants to have fun with her, talk to her, laugh with her and so much more. He wants more. Needs more. More Melina.
    Vance pulls back, both of them trying to catch their breath. Once he’s calmed down, he tries again.
    “Okay, let’s try this again.  What’s going on?” he ask, genuinely wanting to know.
    Melina’s face changes instantly from turned on blushing to full out panic.
    He steps closer and holds on to her shoulders.  “Melina? Talk to me.”
    “I…uh…I think Damien has been following me all day. I’m pretty sure I saw him earlier at the supermarket, and then when I went to your townhouse, I saw the same car parked down the block.”
    “Son of a bitch!” Vance takes a few steps backward, his fists clenching in anger.
    Melina wraps her arms around her waist defensively. “I’m sorry,” she whispers.
    Vance realizes that she must think that he is angry with her and immediately unclenches his fists. He steps back into her and takes her into his arms. 
    “You have nothing to be sorry about, Melina.  I’m the one who should be sorry. I promised to keep you safe and screwed up. Forgive me?” He leans in and kisses her sweetly on the top of her head.
    Melina leans back slightly and looks up at Vance. She’s so beautiful he can’t stand himself. “Of course, I forgive you. I know just how you can make it up to me, too,” she says mischievously.
    “Oh yeah? Inquiring minds want to know,” he responds in kind.
    “Give us a chance,” she says, optimistically.
    Vance smiles and shakes his head at her persistence. He takes a deep breath then pulls away so they can talk face to face. “If you want to see if this thing between us can work then I have conditions.”
    Melina looks up at him with hooded eyes and still swollen lips, so sexy. “Okay,” she whispers.
    “We need to avoid the media as much as possible, Melina. I can lose my job,” Vance says adamantly.
    Melina nods. “I understand.”
    “So that means no giving out my name or anything else about me if you do interviews; and no PDA when cameras are around,” Vance says.
    “I know,” Melina replies, then gives him a naughty smirk. “I’ll try my hardest to keep my hands off of you.”
    Vance feels his lips curl up into a small smile. “Ditto,” he murmurs then gets closer, leans down, and kisses her again.
    “I have to go to New York for a photo shoot tomorrow. I'll be gone a few days,” Melina says quietly, her hands running up and down his back.
    Vance nods. “Alright,” he says but hates that he isn't going to see her for a couple of days now that