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almost stopped.
    Next to Shane’s mirrored image, she didn’t catch her own pleasantly plump figure, but a lean, tall mixture of perfect curves. Olivia gasped and swiped the long, dark hair from her eyes and looked closer. She would have recognized that body anywhere.
    Hunter.
    And now Olivia understood. It was a simple solution really. And it saddened her that after all the days of waiting, she’d lose her love. He’d institutionalize her. Yes, the answers were right there in the reflection. She’d gone mad.
    The din of a crowd nearing them made her whip to her feet, not understanding why, but knowing she somehow had to hide.
    She turned to run, but Shane caught her around the waist and pulled her roughly against him so her naked breasts were plastered to his broad chest. Olivia shivered at the sudden gesture, searching his darkening eyes.
    “Come with me,” he said.
    Not a question, not a suggestion. A command.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     
    In a hidden inlet, miles down the south coast, Shane set anchor and went below to check on the stunning brunette. Although an expert sailor, he’d hardly been able to stay focused on his route with the thought of her in the shower—naked and afraid—only a few feet away below deck.
    And now, she eyed him nervously, like a little panther in a cage. Dressed only in a T-shirt he’d given her, she sported a half-moon tattoo on her ankle, and the Leo sign on her wrist. A Leo. Just like Olivia. A lightning bolt decorated her bikini line and he wondered whether it continued under the tiny white scrap of Lycra. She may have had a lot of explaining to do, but Jesus, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
    He swallowed and dragged his stare away, only too late. His cock sprung up. His mind was on full red alert now, big neon warning signs flashing in his brain.
    Stay away from this one—she’s real trouble.
    If she hadn’t been hit by those flying bullets, she owed it to her prowess. Shane suspected she was a dancer or an athlete judging by her strong but curvy legs. This woman simply oozed sexuality from every pore.
    But now, she curled up on an armchair, shivering and lost.
    He hated to cover paradise, but she distracted him, so he retrieved a soft, pale blue throw from the chest of drawers and knelt at her feet to put it around her shoulders, looking up into her eyes, more than conscious of his blooming erection.
    “I’m Shane. What’s your name?”
    She didn’t answer, still in shock. But whoever had tried to gun her down would try again and he needed her to be alert.
    “Come on, talk to me. Who is it that wants you dead?”
    “I-I have no idea.”
    “Do you owe anyone any money? Did you see something you shouldn’t have? Did you do something you shouldn’t have?”
    She shook her head and tucked herself tighter in the chair. Hard for a girl her height. A wave of pity passed over him, and still on his knees, he touched her arm gently, unable to ignore the surge of lust running riot throughout his body.
    Down boy, she’s scared enough as it is. The last thing she needed was a sex-craved, madman pawing at her. The first thing he needed was to lose himself inside her. He knew it would be an absolutely mind-blowing fuck.
    “You can’t go back,” he whispered. “I’ll protect you.” Shane tucked his finger beneath her chin and lifted her face. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?”
    Her amber eyes never left his face as she shook her head.
    “Good girl. I’m going to get us away from here, further down the coast somewhere, and get you some clothes and food.”
    And possibly have a wank in the bathroom before I explode.
    “Thank you,” she whispered.
    Shane watched her face, transfixed. What the hell? This wasn’t the first pussy that swam his way. So why the fuck did his hands shake and his throat go bone-dry?
    Before Shane could stop himself, he slid a hand around her tiny waist as if he’d done it a thousand times. As if he already knew her body by heart.