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He effortlessly hoisted the guy up Ginger backed away to clear a path for them and inadvertently ran into an end table The Tiffany-style lalass shade shattering as it hit the floor Losing her footing fro flat on her back A sharp cry slipped froh her body The blond instantly released his detainee and lunged toward her to help her stand Blood oozed from her elbohere she’d cut it on a shard from the lampshade The robber made a mad dash for the door as she sank onto the plump cushion of the settee

Ginger stared up at her hunky rescuer, her heart suddenly ju into her throat “Ohhiet “I know you” Though she’d not seen him in many years

He grinned An easy, sexy lifting of the corners of his mouth that stole her breath

“Yeah, you do” His low tone was deep and intilanced around her shop, then asked, “Where do you keep the first aid kit?”

She was bleeding all over the white cushion of the delicate sofa “Son of a bitch,” she erie is the devil’s clothes”

He stared curiously at her “Wanna explain that?”

“Never mind,” she mumbled

Her heart returned to its normal location Her pulse slowed Dread set in Despite the fact she was co before her in all his Adonis-like glory, she couldn’t see past the disappointing reality that faced her He was Jonathan and Lydia Bain’s nephew And she wouldn’t be surprised if he had a pious lecture up his sleeve about letting those two strangers into her shop Or about the boutique, in general

She shook her head, finding it incredibly ironic Ryan had been the one to save her Worse, he coe, hunky body, devastatingly handso about there being no such thing as instant lust Yet it was a moot point This man was strictly off limits

Ginger attempted to stand, but he held a hand out to keep her seated

“Just hang tight, sweetheart” Concern for her safety and well-being flashed in his captivating gaze He likely wanted to chase after the cri her alone “Tell me where to find the Band-Aids”

“Bottonore how his causal term of endearment lit a bonfire within her The sensation warred with the dread she’d experienced over hi related to her nemesis

She cupped her bleeding elbow in her pal, but she was ed furniture The asshole with the dark hair had run off with her cash too

Fury ripped through her, but she reminded herself she was safe now and that mattered most

Her angst lingered, however, as Ryan returned and knelt beside her