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walked out the door, heartbeat speeding up with every step that took him closer.
    His mate was just seconds away.

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    J oanne sat on the bed in the beautiful suite the mysterious Sam Weston had given her.
    She didn’t know what to make of his reaction toward her. Shock, relief, disbelief. Whatever she had been to him, she’d been important.
    But how could she have been anything to the incredible-looking man who owned all of this? And how had she somehow become so separate from him?
    She rubbed her arm absentmindedly. Sometimes she could still feel the bullet ringing through her. Right before the one that struck her in the head. She didn’t feel that one. She couldn’t remember who had hurt her, where she’d been, what had happened. But the memory of pain, phantom pain from the bullet, still haunted her at times.
    Like Sam Weston’s vivid blue-green eyes haunted her now. He’d been even more gorgeous than the commercial, with exquisite blond hair just dusted with wings of white and gray. It only made him look more distinguished. He had a face that looked like it had laughed and lived, deep laugh lines scoring the side of a deliciously kissable mouth. A strong jaw that looked like it would line up with a ruler. A gorgeous chin with a deep dimple she’d wanted to press her thumb into. She had the feeling she’d done that before.
    She reached a hand up to her lips, touching her mouth absent-mindedly. Yes, there was something about Sam Weston that was familiar, too familiar.
    She’d even felt her body respond to him. And she hadn’t responded like that to anyone, not since she’d woken up. She’d just assumed something had happened to her sex drive when she was hurt, that maybe when she woke up from her coma, she’d left her libido behind. But the minute she looked at his 6’6”, heavily muscled body in that elegant, professional gray suit, she’d felt her body light on fire like a furnace that hadn’t been lit in too long.
    She opened her suitcase, wishing she had more stylish things to choose from for their date.
    Wait, was it a date? Would a man like him be interested in her? She’d never had any of the men around her at home look at her that way. She bit her lip and spread out her available dresses on her bed with a sigh. There hadn’t been much cause to wear pretty dresses in the past years.
    One of the dresses was a simple red dress made out of a stretchy material she found flattering and comfortable. And she needed to be comfortable tonight, because she was sure it was going to be one of the most uncomfortable nights of her life.
    Even though something in her body was already buzzing in anticipation of seeing Sam all over again.
    She walked to the window to shut the blinds but paused and looked out at the ocean. She opened the sliding door and walked onto the deck of her balcony, leaning on the rail and letting ocean breeze sweep over her. Between the beautiful tropical scent of the air and the wide blue of the ocean in front of her, she thought it was the most beautiful place she’d ever seen.
    A part of her felt connected to this in some way, as if she’d once wanted to be here. But she pushed it away, as she did when something arose that seemed only half-baked. She didn’t know what she was simply imagining and what was actually a memory from her past life. Plus, she really didn’t think she’d ever been here.
    She walked back inside, shut the door and the blinds, and slowly changed into the dress she’d been wearing. Then she dug into a small pocket of her bag and pulled out her only real treasured possession. A small pair of ruby earrings she’d had on when she was injured. She put them in her ears and ran a brush through her hair and took a look in the mirror.
    Was she beautiful? She really hadn’t cared much over the years. She hadn’t needed to be very beautiful in her day-to-day work as a grocery store clerk. A boring, redundant job that had nonetheless kept the demons away. Kept her