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just happened, but sure hanging around with this guy was a bad idea.“Yeah...”
    “You’re sure?”
    Something about him seemed familiar, yet she couldn’t place him.
    “Are you coming or going?” His eyes were dark and piercing, as dark as his black hair.
    Where did she know him from? It was there, bobbing below the surface. “I’m sorry, what?”
    He laughed. “Maybe you’re not all right after all. I asked if you were leaving or going inside.”
    She shrugged off a fuzziness that had bled into her brain. “Just because you think you rescued me doesn’t mean I owe you anything.” She started for the door.
    He fell in step beside her. “Since you’re going in, I’ll escort you and make sure you aren’t accosted again.”
    Emma could only imagine Will’s reaction to her walking in with another man, especially this man. Even in the dark parking lot, she could tell he was gorgeous. She gave him a withering glare. “That’s not necessary. My boyfriend is waiting for me inside.”
    He moved closer. “Then your boyfriend is foolish leaving you alone.” In a fluid movement, he slowly moved past her and leaned into her ear. “He should be more careful.” His voice was mesmerizing. He opened the door, his eyes fixed on her.
    Emma walked past him, her senses dulled by the fuzziness again. She stood in the entrance and scanned the room for Will, hoping the man didn’t follow behind her.
    Will sat at a table in the opposite corner, a beer bottle in his hand. A woman with blond frizzy hair, leaned over the table, rubbing Will’s arm. Her mother . Emma found a vacant table and slipped into a seat swallowing the rising unease. Will cast a quick look in her direction then gave his full attention to the woman in front of him. She knew her mother’s interest in Will was all part of the plan, but seeing her draped over him made her skin crawl.
    A country song droned in the background as her mother wove her magic. Will played his part well. His face serious, he bent over in what looked to be an intense discussion.
    “Either you got stood up or you gave me the brushoff. I’m guessing the former since you don’t have a drink in front of you.”
    Emma looked up, surprised to see her rescuer from outside standing next to her, now blocking her view of Will’s table.
    “Uh… it’s complicated,” She said, irritated she felt the need to explain.
    He moved gracefully and sat in the chair opposite her. “I like a good story.” His dark eyes twinkled.
    Will’s eyes widened then narrowed when he glanced her direction.
    Emma peered at the man across from her. Again, she had that sense of familiarity. His slightly wavy black hair, dark eyes, and his five o’clock shadow gave him an exotic look. He was average height and slender, smaller than Will.
    “Have we met before?” She tilted her head as she studied him, her voice stern.
    His nearly black eyes flashed surprise and he smiled. “No, I’m quite certain I would have remembered meeting you.”
    Will looked in her direction again, his gaze cold. He’d begun paying more attention to Emma than her mother. She had to get rid of this guy before he ruined everything.
    “Look, I know you think I owe you something because of what happened outside, but you’re wrong. I don’t.”
    He laughed. “That’s harsh.”
    “It’s the truth. Besides, my complicated story is none of your business. So if you don’t mind…” She raised her eyebrows as her voice trailed off.
    He rested his elbow on the table and leaned closer. “Okay, I can take a hint. I’ll leave on one condition.”
    “What?” she asked, immediately regretting it. She should have just sent him away.
    “Tell me your name.”
    “I could waste my time and give you a name, but it wouldn’t be my real one. So let’s just skip it.”
    He appraised her, his eyes bright with appreciation. “All right. I’ll make a deal with you. If I ever save you again, you have to give me your name. Your real