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her voice. “Don’t worry—I’ll not ask you for anything you’re unwilling to give.”
    “Why doesn’t that make m e feel any better,” she muttered. But she pushed herself up and held out a hand to him.
    He took it in his own, tightened his fingers around her, and a jolt of shock ran through him. Her eyes widened—she must have felt it as well. She tugged at her hand, bu t he held on for a moment longer, willing her to remember.
    In the end, he had to let her go. She flexed her fingers, wiped her palm surreptitiously down the leg of her pants, and gave a little shake of her head.
    “Right, I’ll be leaving then.”
    He nodded, th en turned and stood staring out the windows, hands clenched at his sides while he listened to her walk away.
    The door clicked shut, and he whirled around and stared hungrily after her. She felt something. He knew she did.
    But would it be enough to break th rough the barriers of time and death?
    ***
    Phoebe pressed the button for the elevator then held out her hand in front of her. It still tingled where he had clasped it and a fine tremor was visible. She took a few deep breaths, trying to pull herself togeth er. What was it about the man that set her so off balance? He was gorgeous, but she’d interviewed gorgeous men before and not been affected in the least.
    She glanced over her shoulder, half expecting him to come after her, but the double doors remained clo sed. No way could she let him affect her. She needed to stay objective if she wanted to do this story.
    The elevator doors slid open. A man stood, obviously waiting for her. He wore faded jeans, boots, and a long black leather trench coat. Tall, with overlo ng blond hair, and gray eyes. Despite the differences in coloring, he reminded her of Cade. She’d seen him somewhere before, and it came to her—he was the same bodyguard who had helped her after the explosion in Afghanistan.
    He held out a hand. “I’m Finn.”
    She took it cautiously, anticipating that same jolt of shock she had experienced with Cade, but she felt nothing except the warmth of his palm against hers. Relief washed through her.
    Finn grinned. “Cade asked me to look after you.”
    “I don’t need looking after.” She pulled her hand free and stalked into the elevator.
     
     

Chapter Four
     
    Day 2
     
    He hadn’t been lying. He expected her to shadow him.
    The first day was—thankfully—nearly over. Exhaustion tugged at her mind. Cade never stopped. She’d sat in on all his meetings, but so far, she had nothing. Everything was above board and on the level. But then he was hardly likely to do anything underhanded right in front of her. In which case, how was she supposed to get her story? He glanced up and raised an eyebrow w hen he caught her staring. “Disappointed?” he asked.
    She frowned. “In what?”
    “That I haven’t lied, bribed, or otherwise behaved in despicable manner.”
    “Yes.”
    He gave a short burst of laughter at her answer. Then he peered at her closely. “You look tired.”
    “I’m fine.”
    “Did you sleep okay? I was going to check up on you last night, but thought you might construe it the wrong way, and I wanted you to relax.”
    Relax?
    Was he crazy? She wasn’t going to admit that she’d been on edge all evening waiting for him to s how up.
    Finn had driven her back. He’d been a good companion, though he’d refused to open up about Cade—except to say that they had known each other a long time—and she’d relaxed in his presence, as she suspected she never would around Cade.
    She hadn’t see n Cade again, but Finn had showed her to the apartment she was to stay in and left her there. The place was luxurious, and the fridge well stocked, but she’d put off eating anything, expecting Cade to, if not turn up, then call her, and suggest they eat to gether.
    When she’d finally accepted that it wasn’t going to happen, she’d had to contend with an extremely unwelcome dose of disappointment.