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purposely to the front door. She tried to put on her
most grim, threatening expression. He’d taken advantage of her one
to many times, and before she made him phone or radio for a plane
to take her home, she’d tell him what she thought.
     
    She no sooner lifted her hand to knock than
she saw Solo through the small window on the door. He sat on the
couch, a strained expression marring his features while a tall
voluptuous redhead cuddled next to him.
     
    Nyssa narrowed her eyes, taking in the scene
and realized that even though Solo didn’t fight the woman on his
lap, he didn’t look like he enjoyed himself.
     
    The redhead whispered in his ear and he
choked. His hands gripped her waist, and pushed her away but she
clung tenaciously. He talked to her, his voice muffled and no
matter how Nyssa strained, she couldn’t hear what he said.
     
    Suddenly his voice escalated and the
conversation came to her loud and clear.
     
    “What about the wolves and the bears?” the
lady wailed, the threat of tears close. Poor Solo, he could never
resist tears.
     
    “You won’t hurt them will you?” Solo’s
question should have amused her except Nyssa could sense the
undercurrent of anger that charged the air when he spoke. Solo was
known for his patience but at the moment, she guessed, he’d used
all he’d been allotted.
     
    “What if I get lost?”
     
    “Oh, please,” Nyssa sighed.
     
    “What was that?” Solo pushed one of the
female’s wandering hands from one of his more delicate spots.
     
    “No!” she screamed. “You can’t make me go
out there. I’ll just die of fright.”
     
    The woman plastered herself closer to Solo,
if that was possible. And from her vantage point, Nyssa would not
have wanted to bet on it.
     
    “Hey, I’ll see you out to the car. After
all, you found your way out here by yourself. Surely you can get
back.”
     
    “I didn’t know how awful it would be--how
terrifying--how dangerous.” Real, fluid tears welled in her eyes
and Nyssa stifled a sigh of exasperation. Something would have to
be done soon or poor Solo might find himself saddled with this
piece of baggage.
     
    “It’s only two miles to the nearest trading
post and from there you can call a pilot. I’ve got one on standby,
for my personal use. I’ll radio ahead.”
     
    Somehow the lady in question managed to
snuggle in closer to Solo. Nyssa decided she’d seen enough. Act
now, she chided herself, or forever hold your peace.
     
    “I want to stay here with you,” the redhead
purred, all remnants of tears long-gone.
     
    A good scare would do the lady good, but she
didn’t have a bear suit handy so perhaps something more drastic
might do the trick. A gamble, but once she’d been pretty good at
risk taking. So what if the stakes were higher this time? A man’s
life, his self respect, that sounded too humbling. Perhaps she
shouldn’t take it quite that far.
     
    Solo always found a woman, except this time
they were finding him by the droves, and he didn’t know what to do.
Extricating himself from their unwanted clutches had never been a
problem.
     
    A frontal assault, offense in preference to
defense, she decided was the best plan of action. She preferred
open warfare to the sneaky approach. A few seconds passed while she
debated the alternatives presented to her, but nothing leapt out at
her.
     
    So, grabbing the doorknob, she turned it and
stepped into the room. For a brief moment she waited, petrified.
The silence and fierce scrutiny she faced stole her breath. While
her heart thundered against her rib cage, she searched for the
right words in this situation. Nothing, absolutely nothing,
surfaced.
     
    Even as the rush of adrenalin surged through
her, she started to speak, anticipating Solo’s next move, but
stopped short when she caught the relieved look in Solo’s gaze.
Courage exploded within her and she took heart. She was needed. He
looked expectant, perhaps apprehensive, but also grateful.
     
    She