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the back of her neck raise as she got that distinct feeling of being watched. She turned in her seat and glanced around at the other passengers. Most were stretching or buckling up, but when her eyes landed on the man four rows back, she felt a gasp spring from her lips as her mouth dropped open. Dear Lord! The man was liquid sin! How did she not notice him before?
    Thick dark hair, cut short with just the tiniest touch of silver at the temples. Strong jaw and sinewy muscles that seemed to move and ripple beneath his skintight t-shirt. Not to mention…Victoria felt her cheeks flush with heat as her gaze met the golden depths of his eyes. Oh, crap ! He was staring right back at her!
    His mouth lifted at the corner in what could only be described as an utterly lecherous, yet make your knees weak grin, and he actually winked at her. What an arrogant ass! She whipped back around in her seat and faced the front, feeling like a total imbecile for getting caught checking him out. So not how she wanted this vacation to start. Guh!
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    Victoria practically launched herself from her seat as soon as the plane came to a stop and dashed through the door of the airplane like her ass was on fire, not daring to look back. She just wanted to get this whole fiasco started so that it would be closer to ending. And drooling over some arrogant hot guy was certainly not part of the plan.
    As she rushed through the doors and down the concourse, she caught sight of a man standing off to the side holding up a sign with her name neatly printed across it. Oh, what now , Malcom, she thought with a grimace as she slowed her pace and hesitantly walked over to him.
    “I’m Ms. Remington,” she informed him softly, trying hard to keep the edge from her voice. It wasn’t this guy’s fault that her boss seemed to think that she needed tending to like a frigging Rock Star!
    “Ah, yes, ma’am. I’m Harold. I’ll be taking you to your Villa. Follow me, please.” He turned and began walking away, his stride stiff and formal and Victoria had the insane urge to groan but bit it back.
    “Wait,” Victoria called, and he stopped, turning back to look at her. “My bags.”
    “Everything will be taken care of, Ms. Remington,” he informed her coolly, motioning towards the front doors of the airport.
    Victoria sighed in defeat as she reluctantly followed along, realizing there was going to be no fighting this. Malcolm had thought of damn near everything. Well, she thought with a resigned grunt, at least this way she avoided running into Mr. Hottie again and looking like a blathering fool. Always look for the silver lining, Victoria.

    Camden watched intently as Victoria trailed along behind Harry and a scowl marred his perfect features. She had taken off like a bat out of hell the moment that they landed, and for some unknown reason, that fact bothered him somewhat. He didn’t like the thought of her running from him. It just didn’t sit well with him for some reason.
    He watched the gentle sway of her hips as she walked towards the exit, his body beginning to tingle all over as he did. Shit! This was so not what he needed at the moment.
    He had been sent here to watch over the little beauty and to make sure she was safe…and that was all! He had to put the kibosh on what had to be her Fey mumbo jumbo shit working on him.
    The Fey were notorious for their ability to charm other paranormals. They were mystical and beautiful creatures who could easily woo a man into forgetting his own name if they chose to. It was just in their blood. Although, he really didn’t think it was that. It was something else altogether.
    Camden shook the thought away, turned and headed toward the baggage claim, thinking to himself that this was going to be one hell of a long damn month.
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    Victoria swallowed the gasp of surprise that sprang to her lips as Harold ushered her through the doors of the villa. To say that the house was grand was a severe understatement. It was