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cousins. The main office is in Charlotte.” Gavin’s cousins did own and operate a security company in Charlotte, and at any given time would verify that he worked for them.
    “Who have you protected?”
    “I can’t tell you names because we’re bound by a confidentiality ruling that we would never divulge the identities of our clients. What I will tell you is that I’ve guarded the children of actors, sports figures, entertainers and an occasional business mogul.”
    “Why did you choose such a dangerous profession?”
    Gavin signaled, maneuvering off Route 74 toward Interstate 40 and Asheville. “It was either security or lawenforcement. I make a lot more money providing personal security, my assignments are flexible and I get to travel all over the world on someone else’s expense. That’s something I’d never be able to do as a police officer. Why did you decide to go into medicine?” he asked, smoothly directing the focus away from him.
    Celia’s head came around and she stared at him. “Why don’t you want to talk about yourself?”
    Gavin’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel. “I just answered all of your questions, Celia.”
    “Not all of them.”
    He gave her a sidelong glance. “What else do you need to know?”
    “Were you ever married?”
    “No,” he answered honestly.
    “How old are you, Gavin?”
    He chuckled softly. “Now, if I’d asked you your age you would’ve told me to mind my own damn business.”
    “No, I wouldn’t.”
    “Okay. How old are you, Celia?”
    “I’ll turn thirty-four in August.”
    Gavin’s gaze shifted to the lighted GPS screen. They were less than ten miles from the animal hospital. “I thought you were younger. I’m thirty-seven.”
    “Do you like women?”
    His deathlike grip on the wheel tightened. “Hell, yeah, I like women. Why would you ask me that?”
    “Unmarried at thirty-seven. I was just checking.” Celia averted her head so he wouldn’t see her smile.
    Gavin relaxed his grip, realizing Celia was just testing him when he saw her shoulders move. So, he mused, the doctor did have a sense of humor. She’d been sharp-tongued and all business when she’d shouted orders at him the night before.
    “You think I’m gay?”
    “No, Gavin. The thought never crossed my mind.”
    “And if I was?”
    “I’d still want you to be my date for Saturday. Someone’s sexual proclivity has no bearing on me. Once consenting adults close the door to the bedroom they can do whatever they want.”
    Gavin’s opinion of Celia went up appreciably. She was pretty, smart and open-minded. His role as an undercover agent left little or no time for a normal relationship with a woman. The few long-term relationships he’d had usually ended when he wasn’t willing to take it to a level that included marriage and children. He’d submitted a request for a desk position, and if or when it was approved he would consider marrying and starting a family.
    “Do you like men?” he asked.
    The seconds ticked as Celia stared through the windshield. “Yes, I do. Why?”
    Resting his right arm over the back of her seat, Gavin ran his fingers over the nape of her neck. “Just checking.”
    He wasn’t disappointed when she turned to smile at him, neither aware of the invisible web of awareness making them willing captives.

Chapter 5
    R eaching for Celia’s hand, Gavin held it protectively in his strong grasp as he led her across the animal hospital’s parking lot. Her brow had knitted in consternation when the veterinarian who’d examined Terry recommended keeping the terrier for at least three days. He’d complimented Celia’s surgical skills and reassured her that Terry’s chances of survival were very good. The canine’s treatment plan included pain management and IV feeding.
    Leaning down from his superior height, Gavin pressed his mouth to her ear. “I thought we were going to share Terry.”
    Celia shivered slightly from his moist breath. “We