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his waist.
    Reluctantly? What the hell was that?
    Shouldn’t she be falling to her knees and kissing the ground? The strange truth was that she felt something closer to disappointment than relief when she stepped off Ty’s bike.
    “Well, you didn’t kill us,” she said and pulled off his helmet. “So I guess I should say thank you.”
    He smiled.
    Damn.
    And here she’d thought that nothing could make her breath hitch the way his Ducati had.
    “You liar,” he said. “You liked it. Admit it.”
    She laughed. “Yeah. The same way you’re totally into me.”
    Ty craned his head and looked at the facade of her building. “Do you want me to walk you up?”
    She tried not to read anything into the offer. He was just playing the White Knight again. Right?
    “No. I think I’ve got it from here,” she said. She handed him back his helmet. His fingers curled around hers.
    “We should go out on a date.”
    Morgan blinked. “E-excuse me.”
    “We led your brother and his friends to think we’re an item tonight. It would probably be in our best interest to keep them believing that.”
    She arched a brow. “Really?”
    “Unless you want to answer questions about what we were really doing in front of your brother’s office.”
    He made a good point.
    “And you think that dinner and a movie would convince them.”
    “I don’t think it would hurt. And the club is closed on Monday night, so the timing seems perfect.”
    Morgan crossed her arms. “And how do you know I don’t already have a date for tomorrow night?”
    “I don’t,” Ty said. His brow arched. “But don’t pretend you’re going to give up another chance to ride on the back of this beauty.” He patted the metal frame between his legs.
    Morgan rolled her eyes. “I already have plans for tomorrow night, but I don’t see why you can’t tag along if you want to.”
    “ Tag along ?”
    Morgan couldn’t hold back her smile. She had a feeling that wasn’t the reaction Ty Daniels was used to getting from the women he asked out. Good. If he wanted simpering pouts and batting eyelashes, he could go find another damsel in distress to save.
    “Now, it’s not really your usual date venue, and it might be a little out of your comfort zone, but I think you can handle it.”
    “You think I can handle it ?” He shook his head. “That’s nice.”
    “Pick me up at eight?” she asked.
    “Sounds good.” He pulled on his helmet. She turned toward the door of the building, but Ty stopped her before she’d taken a single step. “Morgan.”
    “Yeah?”
    “Those guys sent you one hell of a message tonight. I wouldn’t underestimate them. Watch your back.”
    Morgan struggled to keep the smile from slipping from her face as she drew in a deep breath and nodded. She didn’t need the reminder. What she needed was something that would assuage the guilt of pulling Ty into her troubles.

 
    Chapter Seven
     
     
    7:52 p.m.
    Morgan stared at the clock on the cable box just below her television, willing it to change, just like she’d been doing for the last half hour. It wasn’t working of course. Time stubbornly refused to bend to her desires. It ticked by at the same tedious pace as always.
    Usually, Morgan didn’t have this problem. Days had been known to fly by. Hell, she’d lost entire weekends.
    Of course, those days she had been allowed to leave her apartment and not forced to wile the hours away binge watching television on her couch.
    Well, maybe forced was a little over dramatic. There wasn’t an armed guard posted outside her door keeping her inside. But there might as well have been.
    Morgan hadn’t realized how rattled she’d been until she’d climbed into bed last night and turned out the lights. The second she was alone in a dark room, all the fear she’d pressed down bubbled up to the surface. She closed her eyes but only saw slashed tires, the gleam off the silver blade, the cold warning in the Russian’s stare.
    Morgan had turned