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deep inside of me. We lay together on the floor, our muscles jerking occasionally as we fought to catch our breath.
    I hadn’t realized my eyes had closed until I opened them to see Dean grinning down at me. I smiled back lazily, my body spent, my muscles aching from exertion.
    After a minute, Dean eased himself out of me and lay down on the blanket at my side, his hand playing across my stomach, which chose that moment to growl angrily.
    He laughed as I blushed. I realized that I hadn’t finished my food earlier and my body was craving sustenance again.
    “I’m sorry,” I said, mortified.
    “Don’t be. Come on, we’ll find you something to eat. I should have asked when you got out of the shower. I noticed that you didn’t eat your burger, and I knew you’d showed up here starving.”
    Dean helped me to my feet and I pulled down the shirt I had managed to keep on as he dragged his jeans back on. I watched them slide over his ass and felt an overwhelming urge to grab that flesh in my hands and sink my teeth into it.
    Fuck, I was hungry.
    I excused myself to the bathroom to clean up while he headed to the kitchen to find me food.
    * * * *
    The smell of deep-fried goodness permeated the air as I walked back out of the office into the main room. Through the little window behind the bar, I saw Dean standing at the fryer. I slid my feet into my shoes and walked into the little kitchen to see him.
    He had baskets of fries, cheese sticks and mushrooms bubbling and another burger sizzling on the burner. I thought it was very brave of him to be around all that grease without a shirt on.
    “I wasn’t sure what you’d want so I made a little of everything,” he said, grinning broadly at me. His chocolate brown eyes twinkled, and all I could think of was dessert.
    What the hell was wrong with me? I’d gone from practically a virgin to borderline slut in the span of a few hours. It felt as if my body were trying to make up for lost time or something.
    “Should we wake Nate and Jasen?” I asked, hopping up to sit on the counter across from where Dean stood.
    “Are you afraid to be alone with me?” he asked.
    “No,” I said quickly, but it sounded like a lie even to me. I sighed and stared at my hands that were clasped in my lap. “I like you.”
    “I like you too.”
    “No, I mean…I really like you, Dean. I think I’m afraid I might get attached or something. But I can’t stay here. I have to get out of here—the sooner the better.”
    “Why?” He walked over to me, forcing himself between my legs and putting his hands on either side of my hips. “Why can’t you stay for a while? I mean, I’m not asking for anything from you. If you just want to have a good time with me, with us, then take off, I understand. But you don’t have to run off right now.”
    “Yes, I do.” I exhaled shakily. “Look, there are things you couldn’t possibly understand about me. You’re all in danger as long as I’m here.”
    “What are you running from?” He lifted my chin to make me look into his eyes. “Whatever it is, maybe we can help.”
    “There’s no help for me.” My voice echoed the defeat I felt in my body. How could they possibly expect to protect me from myself? For a moment, I considered telling him everything. The bells on the fryers went off though, saving me from making a huge mistake.
    Dean swore under his breath as he pushed away from the counter and stalked over to the food. He pulled up the baskets and let the grease drip back into the vats as he plated a cheeseburger for me.
    Jumping down, I grabbed some plastic trays that were sitting nearby and helped him dump all the food into their respective containers. We carried everything out to a table, and I don’t think either of us were surprised when Nate and Jasen stumbled out of the office to join us.
    “It smells like heaven on a cracker out here,” Jasen said as he dropped into the chair next to me. “I hope you made enough for us.”
    “You