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you might enjoy a stroll along the freakiest beach in town before we go have a drink. I hope that’s okay?” he asked.
    “Of course! I love people watching,” I said.
    “Awesome!” Mike grabbed my hand and didn’t let go as we walked along the promenade, stopping periodically to listen to someone sing a song or watch someone paint a picture faster than I had ever seen someone paint anything. It was impressive, and I wasn’t surprised at all with the tips they were receiving.
    “Obviously, this is a tourist spot, but I thought you might enjoy it.”
    “I love it, Mike, thank you for bringing me here.” I said, looking up at him, as he towered over me, his smile warming my heart. I was slowly getting used to being in his presence. Being wrapped completely around him on the half-hour ride here definitely helped, because I was finally feeling like I could breathe around him.
    “So, east Texas, huh?” he asked. I felt my stomach tighten. I had known he was going to ask me more questions about my past, and I had told myself earlier to just be open and honest with him. I may have fled Mineola in a hurry, but I didn’t do anything wrong. “This must seem like a whole different world here to you.”
    “Yeah, I grew up in a small town called Mineola, not far from the Louisiana border. And when I say small town, I mean small town. Like four thousand people small.”
    “Oh, wow, I can’t imagine living in a place like that. LA’s been my home all my life. It almost sounds like paradise, to be honest.”
    “Well, in some ways, it is like paradise,” I said.
    “Yeah? Then why did you leave, Daisy?” he asked.
    “I um…well…it was time for me to go. I didn’t have much of a choice, but I think I did the right thing. I’d lived there all my life, and it just wasn’t the safe — I mean, the right place for me anymore.”
    His eyes darkened as he listened to me.
    I wanted to tell him, I really did, but when I thought about Todd, and everything awful that had happened, it was my first instinct to push it all to the back of my mind and pretend it wasn’t real. I kept telling myself that if I just continued going to self-defense classes, kept working out, and kept going to the shooting range to practice, that was all I needed to do. Until the day Todd showed up, I was determined not to let him ruin another minute of my life. Especially now, standing here on this beautiful palm tree-lined pathway, with the ocean in the distance, next to this amazingly gorgeous and sexy man. The last thing I wanted to do was go into it all.
    “It’s kind of a long story, Mike. How about I tell you another time? I don’t really feel like going into it now.”
    He cocked his head to the side, smiled and nodded.
    “I completely understand,” he said gently. “There’s plenty of time. No rush.”
    And with that comment, my mind began racing. There’s plenty of time, huh? That meant he had been thinking beyond tonight, too.
    “Thanks,” I replied, smiling at him before I changed the subject. I thought about something to ask him, to try to turn the conversation to him, but then I thought about Rosie’s mother and I realized there was probably some stuff he didn’t want to talk about either.
    “How long have you been in the club?” I asked, hoping that was a safe topic.
    He grinned, his voice and face flooding with pride.
    “I’ve been the president of club for the last ten years,” he replied. “My best friend, Reaper, and I joined together. Now, we’re the President and VP.”
    “Oh, Reaper, yes I met him the other day,” I said, remembering the big, burly, wild man that had picked up Rosie. “Rosie seems very fond of him.”
    “Yeah, I heard you met him. I’m sorry if he was inappropriate, he isn’t much on manners,” he said.
    “Oh, no, he was fine. It was heart-warming, actually, seeing how much Rosie loves him,” I said. “She loves you like that, too.”
    Mike grew quiet for a moment, his eyes lost