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Chapter 1
    I woke up early the following morning, just as the sun cast a dull light into the room. The house felt cool and I heard nothing. Total silence. Then the events of last evening rushed back into my mind and I sat upright, alarmed.
    I couldn’t believe last night actually happened. It felt more like a dream than reality. Nothing exciting ever happened to me—not exciting exciting. Last night certainly hadn’t been fun, not like something really thrilling, or safe.
    As I sat up in bed and stretched, I realized that the house felt quiet. Too quiet. That was a good thing, surely, but at the same time it made me feel as if I were all alone in the world. Then again, it was better than getting slammed into by a car and listening to the sound of crunching metal and squealing tires.
    I also had to admit that, despite the danger, last night had gotten my adrenaline pumping. While I certainly didn’t like the feeling of being in physical danger, there was a certain life-affirming thrill that still tickled my brain following the incident. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t want a repeat performance, but maybe it was good to get a scare once in a while, to make you appreciate life a little more.
    Secretly, I was also impressed with myself for my skill driving the SUV last night. Okay, so that skill was based on survival instinct, but it still counted, didn’t it? That ability to survive, to focus on a specific task like driving while being slammed by a pursuing car was something that captivated me, in an odd sense. I couldn’t quite rationalize my thoughts about the entire episode, but one thing I knew for sure, I was definitely impressed with Jax’s calmness, not only during the car chase, but afterward. While he had been on high alert, he certainly hadn’t been panicked. He was probably used to life-threatening situations.
    Anyone in Special Forces, no matter what branch of the military, knew the risks they took. They experienced things that civilians like me could never imagine, not even in our wildest dreams, or nightmares. The fact that I had experienced just a smidgen of what he probably experienced every day while he was deployed humbled me. I was in awe of him. Yes, danger surrounded Jax and, loath as I was to admit it, that sense of danger was also oddly thrilling.
    I shook my head and scolded myself, throwing back the covers of the bed and then immediately regretting my sudden move to stand. I felt a wave of dizziness and could only imagine it was the liquor that I had downed just before bed last night. Bourbon? Whiskey? I wasn’t sure. I certainly wasn’t a drinker, but such a small shot glass of the amber liquid should not have had such an effect on me. I wondered if he’d slipped something else into the drink. A Xanax or an Ambien perhaps? No, he wouldn’t have done that without telling me. I had slept, thank God, and apparently the hard liquor had a calming effect on me. I snickered. If Jax knew that I was such a pantywaist when it came to the hard stuff, he’d probably laugh his head off.
    Then again, maybe my sense of being off-kilter was a leftover reaction to the danger we had been in last night. I wasn’t sure, but this morning, I felt that my attraction to Jax had intensified. I felt comforted by the fact that he had been with me last night. His sense of protection and security had been the only positive thing that emerged from the disastrous evening. Well, that and the mind-blowing sex we had on the beach. Still, the car chase had just about pushed any memory of the sex out of my mind until just now. I stretched and made a low noise in my throat. Just thinking about it made me horny.
    I shook my head, gently this time, and stood, making my way to the bathroom. I took care of things, brushed my teeth and my hair, and then got dressed. I’d fix something for breakfast, see what was on Jax’s agenda for the day.
    As I left my room, I noticed that his bedroom door was still closed. I padded down the