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just pure lust. There was
something else. Something she couldn't quite put her finger on.
    “ Damien,” she swallowed. “It is a...”
    “ Emma,” he leaned forward and said softly.
“How are you?”
    “ I...”
    Damien held her gaze unwaveringly. He seemed to be
staring into her soul, searching for something in her, something that
he seemed to know. And want.
    “ I'm fine. How are you?” she managed at
last.
    He leaned back on his pillows and sighed. “Honestly...I
don't know.” He frowned and closed his eyes briefly. “I
seem to have forgotten a lot. I can't remember...doing all those
things they said I did.” He gestured at the stack of
newspapers, tabloids and magazines at the foot of his bed. “It's
like I'm reading about another person. The doctors are saying that
this amnesia is a defense mechanism. My brain is helping me cope and
heal by dropping certain memories which are too painful for me to
remember.” Damien shrugged his broad shoulders. “That's
what they say. But I don't think so. From what I read, it seems
like this Damien guy—I mean, me, that's me right?” He
coughed and laughed uncomfortably. “It seems that I was
leading quite a jet-setting, high flying life, with fast cars, fancy
women and fantastic properties. Why would I end up here? In
hospital, with bottles of pills and booze in my stomach?”
    Emma pulled up a chair and sat down. “So...what
do you remember, Damien?” she asked gently.
    He stared at her for a long while before dropping his
gaze. “What I remember...” He shook his head. “This
is going to sound crazy. You'll rush out to tell my doctors I need
more medication and therapy.”
    “ I'll do no such thing,” Emma said firmly.
“I will not repeat a word you tell me. Everything you say will
be held in the strictest confidence. Attorney-client privilege.”
    “ I love lawyers,” Damien gave her a smile
that was devastating. No wonder he had so many beautiful women
lining up to wrap themselves around his little finger and every other
part of his body. Emma found her eyes trailing down the open collar
of his lime-green hospital pajamas, down his broad shoulders and
chest, and lower...
    Damien shifted his body beneath the sheets and Emma
jerked her eyes up, hoping that he hadn't followed the route her eyes
had taken. She swallowed thickly.
    “ Oh? You must have quite a few favorite female
lawyers that you can call upon at short notice. So why did you call
my office?” Emma folded her arms, cutting to the chase. She
frowned and bit her lip, hating the catty, jealous tone of her voice.
What was wrong with her? She had no reason, no goddamn reason at
all to feel even the slightest twinge of jealousy. She hardly knew
the man.
    Damien cocked his head, seemingly giving serious thought
to her words. Either that or he was mocking her.
    Emma decided on the latter and crossed her legs with a
huff, tightening herself up into a knot. She should have gone
straight home to be with her son, instead of battling peak hour
traffic to drive all the way out here just to meet this obnoxious
jerk.
    “ I had to,” Damien replied at last. “Your
name...” he frowned deeply. “When I opened my eyes, your
name was the only name I could recall. I kept calling your name, and
I kept insisting that I speak to you, and see you. The doctors asked
my assistant and staff if I knew an Emma Davis, but they said I
didn't. But I wouldn't rest. My staff made countless calls until
they found you.”
    “ Why were you looking for me?”
    “ I just...I had to see you.”
    Emma tried to reply but no words came. She saw a
sudden, fierce longing in Damien's eyes and she completely forgot to
breathe.
    “ There must be...some mistake,” she
stammered. “You don't know me.”
    “ Don't I?”
    “ We haven't met...” she faltered.
    “ Haven't we?”
    “ I don't think...I don't know...”
    “ But I do, Emma,” Damien said fervently.
“It's the only thing I do know since I woke up.