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suffer. It would be best if you left this place.”
    “Where do I go?”
    “Come back to Radcliff with me.” He was close enough that she could see parts of his form become more opaque than others.
    “What am I going to do in that ghost town? I can’t look after myself here. I don’t know how.” Angelica heard her voice climb an octave and vibrate with her frustration.
    “I will care for you, ma’am,” he said, reaching out a translucent hand towards her. “I will make sure that no one will harm you.”
    Angelica heard the cabin’s outside door bang and snapped her head in that direction.
    When she looked back to where Michael had been standing, he was gone.
    It was pointless. Why had she even thought the ghost could help her? He was…well, he was a ghost. It wasn’t as if he had the ability to help her care for herself.
    Or did he?
    Could he tell her how to hunt, where to go, perhaps lead her back to civilization, so she could get…where would she go? She needed to get to Ath and the others. That was her only hope.
    Problem was, she didn’t know where they were, so it was back to plan A. Try and reach Ath thorough the flames.
    She walked toward her door. Someone had come in or gone out, and she wanted to know if it was Colt.
    That man…what he’d done to her. Every time the memory hit, her body responded, and with it so fresh in her mind, her body was responding in spades.
    She was ashamed to admit it, but part of the reason she was stalling on her decision to escape was because she wanted more of what Colt had done.
    She wanted to feel his harsh kisses and his hot skin against her breasts. It burned in the most divine way. She wanted his hands on her body, she wanted them roaming her and discovering all her warm places. She wanted to learn more from him.
    Colt had given Angelica her first taste of passion. Now she knew what it could do to you and make you feel, and she wanted more. She wanted to learn it all.
    Learn your passion lessons from someone else.
    Nope, she didn’t want to be with anyone else. She had a strong suspicion that only Colt could make her feel what she had felt.
    Her mind busy with its internal struggle, Angelica reached the door, pushed her ear against it, and listened.
    There were sounds of someone moving around in the cabin. She sensed the extra warmth and heard the crackle of flames as more wood fed the fire.
    She touched the latch on the door. Colt hadn’t locked it when he’d stormed out earlier.
    Angelica pulled it open quietly and peered into the main room of the cabin. Colt was dressed, a fresh pair of jeans and a button down shirt with a sleeveless vest over it. The blue of the shirt worked on him. His hair was damp, and it looked like he’d pulled his fingers through it to brush it.
    He looked…edible, hot, yummy, and she could think of a million more earth colloquialisms to say he was attractive to the point of pain.
    “Colt.” She pulled the door open wider and stepped in the room.
    He stopped what he was doing and turned his head to her.
    He was silent for a long moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her feet and back up again, as if he was judging to see that she was worthy of something.
    “We need to talk about—”
    “No, we don’t.” he shot back and turned his head back to look down at what he was doing.
    “You can’t keep me here forever. It’s obvious you don’t want me. So why hold me prisoner?”
    He made a sound deep in his throat.
    Angelica ignored it and continued speaking, “Please, let me contact someone who can take me away from here.”
    His reaction was violent and instantaneous. He spun and with two big paces, stepped right up to her. “You aren’t going anywhere, and who is it you want to contact?” 
    “Um…No one, I thought…”
    “You thought wrong, and you will tell me who it is you want to contact.”
    Angelica craned her neck back to glare up at him, sudden anger making her bold. She took her hands and shoved at his