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through his papers. But she hadn’t counted on the tight security that was everywhere. There were even guards strolling around the perimeter of the house!
    So she’d thought that it might be easier to sneak in while the guests were leaving. Mentally, she’d argued that security would be more lax when there weren’t so many people trying to get in. But no one was leaving! She had no idea how long these fancy parties lasted, but she refused to look at her watch again. The last time she’d looked, only five minutes had passed.
    Was this really what hard- core reporters did to get a story? She felt like an idiot. A cold, uncomfortable idiot!
    Rocco looked around at all the glittering guests and his irritation grew. When he caught sight of Stu, he excused himself and moved in that direction. He didn’t want to be entertaining, he wanted to find Brianna. Why this woman had gotten under his skin so quickly was a mystery, but Stu hadn’t be en able to locate her at either her office or her apartment and now Rocco was worried. He’d known she was a gentle soul the night he’d held her in his arms but when she’d disappeared, he’d banished that possibility, thinking that she was just manipulating him like all the other women he’d been with. But she hadn’t contacted him. And she’d disappeared. She’d left work earlier today but hadn’t returned to her apartment. Now he wasn’t thinking she was being manipulative. He was worried about her safety.
    “Have you found her?” he asked abruptly.
    Stu nodded his head. “She’s here,” he told Rocco.
    Rocco was startled, not sure what his head security man was saying. He looked at the room filled with people, trying to see around the glittering guests to find the woman he’d wanted for the past two days. “What do you mean? She’s here where?”
    Rocco looked down at Stu and realized that the always serious man was trying not to smile. “She’s out in the barn, sir. She’s been there for the past two hours.”
    Rocco blinked and shook his head. “She’s in the barn? Why the hell would she be out there? It’s freezing outside.”
    Stu nodded sagely. “Remember her job, sir. She’s a reporter.”
    That still didn’t make sense. “She writes about weddings and fluff things.”
    Stu shrugged his big shoulders, looking up at his boss. “What if she’s trying to break out of that area? Perhaps she’s found something more interesting to report on.”
    Rocco’s startled eyes looked down at Stu’s. They both knew what was at stake here.
    “You don’t think she found out…”
    Stu’s face looked blank. “I can’t be sure. You met her at Tombe Coeur. Perhaps it wasn’t such a coincidence.”
    Rocco’s mind was already moving in the same direction. She hadn’t been trying to meet him though. So what had she been doing?
    Besides, h er reactions to his touch had been too honest, he reminded himself. He knew women. He knew when they were faking reactions and Brianna had not been faking anything. He’d stake his entire personal wealth on that belief.
    And then the realization hit him: Brianna was here! At least on his property. He smiled, thinking of her wide, green eyes filled with confusion that night and almost laughed out loud. So the pretty woman was trying to get into more adventurous reporting, eh? He could understand challenging one’s self, trying to break into new areas of expertise. He might even admire the woman if it weren’t for the danger she’d put herself in with this newest story.
    Regardless, he w ould enjoy having the slender beauty in his house so he could keep her away from computers and newspaper deadlines for a while. And keep her safe. She might be adventurous, but there were certain things happening over the next few days that could get someone killed if they looked in the wrong direction.
    With a grin of victory, he smiled down at his head of security. “I guess she’ll just have to stay here with me while things play