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say anything, making her shift a little uneasily. Was he
going to say something now? Did he remember? Was she just being an
idiot?
    She peeked at
him.
    Simon just
smiled that easy smile. “I’m guessing Ash and Scott were still fast
asleep when you got up.”
    She
nodded.
    “So join me
for breakfast.”
    Surprised, she
looked fully at him. “What?”
    “I’m starving.
I was going to grab a bite and have it on the way to feed Arthur.”
Placing a hand at her back, he started in the direction of the
service station.
    Stunned that
he could think she’d actually agree, Elissa stopped. “Ash will be
expecting me for breakfast.”
    His hand
didn’t disappear from her back. In fact, she could feel the heat of
his big palm through her t-shirt. It was…delicious. Comforting,
which was odd because why the heck did she need comforting?
    Straightening
her shoulders, she lifted her chin. “I have to get back. She’ll be
up by now, no doubt wondering where I am.” A good excuse to make
her escape.
    “No worries.”
Simon pulled a mobile phone from his pocket, flipped it open,
pressed a couple of keys and put the phone to his ear.
    Damned if his
smile wasn’t just all-gosh congenial.
    “Look,” Elissa
began, a touch irritated, “I don’t want to wake them up and-”
    “Ash? Simon,”
he said happily. “I’m here in town with Elissa. Yeah, she went for
a walk. I’m going to grab some breakfast at the café and - really?
You’ll make me breakfast? Sure, I’ve got plenty of time. I can feed
Arthur on the way. We’ll be there in…” He glanced at his watch,
frowned a little in thought. “Twenty, twenty five minutes? No
worries. Looking forward to it.” Smiling, he flipped the phone
closed and shoved it back in his pocket. “Man, I can’t wait. Ash
cooks the best breakfast.”
    Crap on a
stick, he looked so happy, so bloody content that there was no way
Elissa could refuse to accompany him. So she smiled coolly and
allowed him to place that big palm at her back.
    The man guided
her politely across the road to where an old white Holden panel van
was parked, but she had the funniest feeling that his hand could
just as easily slip around to grab her waist if she decided to
halt. Dumb thought.
    She wasn’t
even sure why the thought of accompanying him should irritate her
so much. Oh wait, she thought as he opened the passenger door for
her and stood waiting with that easy smile for her to get in, maybe
it was the way he so effortlessly seemed to take over in that
damned easy-going way that no decent person could actually take
umbrage at - except for her. She was taking umbrage.
    Or maybe that
was just her guilty conscious pricking at her. The man had been
nothing but polite and friendly. He’d just taken it for granted
that she wouldn’t mind a lift home seeing as she’d made that excuse
to get away from him. Not that he was aware of that last part.
    She watched
Simon stride around the front of the car. Irritated she might be,
but she had to admit he cut a fine figure in his uniform. The pants
legs outlined his muscled thighs with every step, the short sleeves
of his shirt revealing the bulge and flex of his biceps and
triceps.
    Man was
totally built.
    Man was also a
little dangerous, but in a way she couldn’t quite figure out. Talk
about imagination overload, she must be suffering jet-lag or
something. Lack of sleep, that was probably it.
    The panel van
rocked a little as he got in, Simon flashing her a wide grin as he
pulled on the seat belt. Nothing but friendliness on his handsome
face, nothing but friendliness in his smile. He wasn’t asking
anything of her.
    She really was
turning into a real bitch. Kind of like when he’d been so kind to
her while she’d been blubbering her eyes out on the balcony and
been so suspicious of him, and he’d simply been kind. Like now.
Man, she was a bitch.
    Then again,
look at her pedigree. Was it any wonder?
    Pushing that
unwelcome thought aside, Elissa took a deep