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placed his hands on the wooden stand.
    “For those of you that may not know me, my name is Chris Triton. I’ve been blessed with more money than I know what to do with, and one of the things I love to do with my money is give it away.”
    The audience started laughing at the man’s charm. I’m sure he likes to give money away … for tax purposes. Arienne couldn’t help her cynicism. The rich rarely ever did anything that didn’t benefit them in some way.
    “So when I heard about what happened here at the library, I knew I had to do something. To make sure what happened here never happens again, I will be making a donation to cover new security features. Cameras, metal detectors, and an armed guard. The library will once again be a safe place.”
    A round of applause went up, and Arienne found herself clapping. Regardless of Chris Triton’s motives, she couldn’t begrudge his desire to make the library safer for everyone. Not everyone had powers like she did, and even with the gifts she did have, there was no way of telling if even she could outrun a bullet.
    “In order for the new security measures to be implemented the library will be closed this week, and I will be paying the salaries of all the workers,” Chris Triton said.
    More applause rang out, but Arienne didn’t clap. Instead she found herself wondering if Chris Triton was just too good to be true.
    “As happy as I am to offer my assistance to the Cape Canaveral Library, I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the bravery and quick thinking of Librarian Arienne Marcos.”
    Slowly Chris Triton turned from the podium and faced her. He held out his hand in her direction. Greenish-blue eyes locked onto hers.
    “Ms. Marcos, if you’d do me the honor of coming forward?”
    Arienne wet her lips. She could feel a bubble forming in her stomach. Why? It’s bad enough I have to be here at all. Now I have to be in front of the cameras again. Ugh. Taking a deep breath, she left her spot and stepped forward to stand beside Chris Triton. She felt a charge race through her body when he took her hand and held it in his. Relax, girl. He’s just holding your hand.
    “Because of the actions of this beautiful, brave woman, none of the people held at gunpoint were harmed. Ms. Marcos risked her own life by confronting a gunman, and because of her actions, we hail her as a hero.”
    The loudness of the applause stunned Arienne. Daring to risk it, Arienne glanced at Chris Triton and found him watching her. A nervous fluttering rose in her throat. Up close the man was even more arresting than she’d initially thought. Smooth shaven with the type of strong jaw line you’d like to run your knuckles over. Not to mention those killer ocean colored eyes of his. Hello, Chris Triton. Thank you for letting me know my libido is not dead. She turned away from him, lest he read what she was thinking.
    “So let me end this press conference by reminding each of us to do what we can to help our fellow man and to show appreciation to each other. Thank you.”
    At least I didn’t have to talk. Crisis averted. The media sprang into action, yelling new questions at Chris Triton. Time to make my escape. Arienne took a step, but Chris didn’t let go of her hand. She turned back to face him, a slight scowl on her face. He stepped closer to her and leaned down.
    “Is there a place we can talk privately?”
    A small shudder ran across Arienne’s back as his warm breath caressed her ear. The deep masculine timbre of his voice seemed to vibrate inside her body. Unable to speak, she simply nodded. A small smile touched the corner of his face.
    “Please lead the way.”
    Still unable to find her voice, Arienne turned and lead him down the hallway and toward the office she sometimes used. She was all too aware that the man had yet to let go of her hand. I hope he can’t feel my palms sweating. That would be beyond embarrassing. Grasping the knob to the office door, Arienne stepped inside