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conversation, to casually touch her shoulder, or to simply smile from across the room, his eyes heated and intense.  Now, every time she looked at him, she was assaulted by memories of being in his arms.  And how good that had felt.  
    She’d been terrified when Winsor had grabbed her.  Had struggled to catch her breath afterwards.  Had trembled for hours.  She still felt a jitter now and again when she walked to her car after work or was home alone.  But the memory of Daniel’s concern and the temptation of his current interest overshadowed the fear.
    Her response to Daniel made her feel weak in a way Winsor’s attack hadn’t been able to.
    Taking a deep breath, determined to get Daniel Mays out of her head, she took out her smart phone, checked her email, and frowned.  There was a text from Tam.
    Found someone even better than Thad.  He’ll pick you up tomorrow night at six-thirty.  Your mom’ll be speechless .
    The first thing Bryn thought was: Speechless was good.
    Speechless meant her mother wouldn’t corner her and “express her concern” about Bryn’s lack of male companionship yet again.  
    But Tam’s message was both unexpected and vague, which made Bryn instinctively suspicious, which in turn made her feel guilty.  She liked Tam.  Trusted her.  But it wasn’t like they were life-long friends or anything.  Still, she’d been the one to ask Tam about Thad.  And the notion that her friend was trying to do Bryn a favor made her feel…well, cared for, and she hadn’t felt that way in a long time.
    Her fingers hovered over the keyboard of her phone, ready to type the message, “No, thanks.”  Instead, she pursed her lips, then put her phone away.  Perhaps it was time she started letting Tam in a little closer.  Besides, how bad could this set up be?  It wasn’t like she was looking for a relationship here.  The guy would be there to create a barrier between her and her mother, and that’s all that mattered.
    With a sigh, Bryn shifted through her stack of files.  The clerk asked the bailiff to escort the jury into the courtroom.  As they waited, Bryn felt Daniel’s gaze on her.  It took everything she had not to turn his way.
    During his efforts to talk with her, he’d taken her repeated verbal jabs at his profession with equanimity.  More often than not, he’d give her a slightly chiding look, as if he knew she was purposefully trying to keep him at a distance.  Sometimes he’d use her insult as an opportunity to share personal information about himself or to start an intellectual discussion.  Try as she might, she couldn’t get him to go away.  And the worst part of it was, she didn’t want him to.
    But she had to be strong, despite the dreams that were coming more often now.  In between fantasies of licking the cleft in his chin while he lifted her skirt and pressed himself into her, she’d remember everything else she was missing from her life.  Not just the sex.  That had never been particularly good for her, anyway.  But she’d almost forgotten how good it felt to have a man to talk to.  To laugh with.  To rely on.
    She couldn’t rely on Daniel.  Tam had admitted he was a player.  Even worse, he was also a defense attorney and therefore wasn’t someone she wanted any part of.  
    For an instant, she remembered the fear on her sister’s face five years ago.  Bryn had just started law school and was home on break.  She and Carin had gone out partying together.  When they’d met up again, Carin was bruised up and crying and, although she’d tried to deny it at first, she’d finally confessed that her date, Carl Pageant, had pushed her to go farther sexually, then attacked her when she’d said no.  
    He’d raped her little sister.  
    And he’d done it when Bryn was supposed to be watching over her.  
    At the time, Bryn had been considering going into defense work, but after Pageant’s lawyer got him off on a technicality, she’d switched her