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room doorway and saw that Garfield had left the table. After that, I gathered my hair up and pulled it into a ponytail.
    “AH!”
    I jumped when I heard the loud blaring noise of the horn at my door. I carefully trotted down the front stairs in my high espadrilles sandals. Blackthorn waited for me, leaning on the passenger’s side of his work truck. He wore just a casual baseball t-shirt, cargos and a backwards cap.
    He had a hungry smile on his face that made me blush before I even got down to the last stair.
    “You look sexy,” he said licking the dry corners of his mouth.
    “Ugh, can’t we just go now,” I murmured.
    Lynx’s smile spread across his cheeks as we both jumped in.
    *
    T here was something really strange about the way Lynx hovered very closely to fresh cuts of meat being sold at the beach farmer’s market. He sniffed it wildly as I looked on. His slick black hair had these little white streaks on the side, I noticed. He had the stature of a God among mortals, like some sex creature from out of this dimension.
    Ok, back to reality, Rory.
    “Is all that really necessary?” I squinted.
    “Why don’t you tell me something?” Lynx threw the steak into my wicker basket. “What’s a young gal like you doing with some stuffy real estate guy?”
    “Not that it’s any of your business, he’s good to me. And he’s a banker... If it weren’t for Garfield I never would have seen half of the world.”
    “But does he rock your world?” Lynx arched a brow.
    I looked at him like that question couldn’t possibly be serious. But still I beamed like a little starry school girl.
    “Are you always this cheesy?”
    “It can get worse, you’ll see...” he teased.
    I smirked and shook my head.
    “It’s just that you don’t look like the type of gal who likes getting dressed up and prettifying herself like some rich man’s kept woman. You seem like the type who likes to go running around naked and wild on the beach at midnight.
    Never.
    “That just shows you don’t know as much about me as you thought, Mr. Blackthorn. I’d never ruin my reputation or make myself look like a fool.”
    I rolled my eyed downward.
    Lynx agreeably nodded his head.
    “So, it’s fine with you that your life’s boring and pointless? Got it.”
    Now, that just wasn’t fair. It’s easy for some handsome beach dwelling mechanic to judge my life. Everyone plays the hand they were dealt, and I wasn’t going to take being belittled just because I didn’t know the difference between a hammer and a wrench. Who cares?
    “Look, this is clearly a bad idea,” unwilling to stick around.
    I pushed my cart ahead angrily. Unbelievable . I inhale deep breaths in order to stifle being irritated. Then I turned and walked straight out of the exit. Even if I have to walk everywhere friggin’ barefoot, I’ll never catch a ride from Blackthorn again. Then someone grabbed me from behind, and roughly gripped their hand over my face. He brutally groped my in thighs and manhandled me into submission.
    “Give me everything you have in your purse, bitch!” the mugger shouted.
    And I struggled against him feeling like at any moment he might snap my neck.
    I couldn’t scream or make a sound. My legs kicked him furiously with every ounce that I had.
    Then suddenly, a black shadow came ripping from the dark, lunging at the crazed man holding me hostage. I heard a low growl and saw golden eyes blaze in the warm darkness. Blood covered the wild animal’s mouth. A tiger approached me, widening its jaws.
    I gasped. Is this wild beast going to kill me?
    I trembled in fear for my life. Afraid it would, tear me in two. Then I saw a seashell hanging from the tiger’s neck. And realized it was the same one that dangled around Lynx’s neck.
    Oh my God! It can’t be Blackthorn...
    Can it?

Chapter Three
    “A tiger, really ?” I shouted.
    No way am I going to stand around here any longer and see the rest of this freakshow. I’m now standing in front