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Anger mottled his cratered face and he e, masculine hand wrapped around his bicep and shoved hiaze flew up to the taller man, inal song stalker froh forfrom his dark eyes as he stared down the shorter, olderannoyance the older man, who had not been intimidated by aze "My mistake," he muttered and hurried aith his bloody umbrella up like a shield

Little cowardly shit

"What do you want?" I snapped atafter the sexual predator and slowly turned to look at h his jaas still hard, those dark eyes softened and for aabout him seemed carved in stone Implacable Cold But his eyes were a war black lashes They were s, bedroom eyes, and completely at odds with the rest of hi whatever spell his eyes momentarily had me under "You’re an idiot"

The words were harsh with irritation

"Gee, thanks," I said, the words suspiciously Ae backpack

"You keep this up, you’re going to get hurt"

"Is that a threat?"

"No"

"Look, I’ve got to go" I turned and tried to brush by hier and fear lashed throughthe heat of his closeness, the sel He ss I wasn’t I envied hi for a mo to say a word, he let go, holding his hands up, palms out "I’ve already said I don’t want sex from you I just want to talk Let ruo to bed drenched through and hungry or

"They have hand dryers in the bathroos" He gestured to uy wanted so froht noas getting fed and dry

It was five o’ clock in the evening, it was Saturday, and the busy streets of the city center would not only soon fill up with club-goers but also the accouy could do to me here

"Fine TGI Fridays" They served salads and actuallately

Thankfully, he didn’t offer estured toward the restaurant up the street as if to say, "After you"

I walked, far too aware of him as he fell into step beside me I shot hiotten caught in the rain because his clothes were dry, so where had he been? I hadn’t seen hi

This eird

"Can I carry anything for you?" he offered

"No thanks" Nobody touched my stuff but me

He didn’t reply but rather strode ahead to open the restaurant door for esture almost caused me to stumble up the steps It had been a while since anyone had held a door for le of ware that Iabout the time in my life when I wasn’t one of the invisible

The hostess at the podium raised an eyebrow but was i to say as the stranger pulled up beside me

I realized I didn’t even know his name

"Table for two," he said