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it would be far too easy to fall head over heels for a man like Gavin McBray. Trusting him with her heart was a far riskier prospect. “So , who wants you dead?”
    He chuckled. “A lot of people want me dead, Libby. Very few people have both the desire and the means to pull it off. What happened yesterday was a fairly sophisticated attack, which says to me that it’s business and not personal.”
    “You mentioned the Hypernion Project.  What is it?” she demanded. 
    “It’s basically GPS on steroids. The most accurate global positioning software on the planet. It has many uses, for search and rescue missions, for law enforcement officials in the field, as a way for people to essentially lojack their kids and keep them safe, but also for weapons applications. That’s where this element of danger is coming from. There are people who don’t want the government to have access to this software, and there are people who are terrified of what it could mean for other countries to have access to it.”
    “Why would you invent something like that?”
    He shrugged, but the casual gesture didn’t match the guarded expression on his face. “I lost someone once...when I was a kid. Just lost. They didn’t die, they didn’t leave. She just vanished without a trace. It tore everyone apart. This could change that dramatically—not for her, but for others like her.”
    “So, finishing the project, releasing it, would theoreti cally end the threat.”
    “Possibly, or it could just piss them off more,” he offered the less then helpful interpretation. 
    Libby shook off the nerves that were getting to her and stood, moving towards the bathroom where a quick shower and the opportunity to brush her teeth helped to restore her equilibrium. Returning to the bedroom, she asked, “So what do we do first?”
    “Security footage, and then you need clothes. Women look too damned good in men’s shirts and I frankly , don’t want my security team speculating on what happened to your own shirt.”
    She didn’t really want that either. “If anyone asks, it was red wine.”
    He was still chuckling when he took her hand. “Okay! I’ll lie if it will make you happy.”
    “I don’t know...Ronan is pretty hot,” she shot back. “Maybe I want him to speculate.”
     
    ~*~*~
     
    Gavin frowned as he followed Libby from the bedroom. He didn’t routinely evaluate the attractiveness of other men , but he supposed that if women liked the big, rugged, silent type, and he wasn’t nearly foolish enough to imagine that women didn’t go for that, then Ronan was definitely a threat. It would have been nice to be certain that Libby was only kidding. A part of him recognized the humor in her tone, but another part of him was taken aback. She’d run from him once, an experience with women that he’d never before been subjected to. Rejection wasn’t a new concept for him, but it was one that he hadn’t faced in a very long time.
    As they approached the large room on the first floor where the monitors had been set up, Gavin felt a perverse need to stake his claim again. Just outside the door, he gripped her arms and spun her around, pressing her back against the wall. “Make no mistake about it, Liberty, you’re mine! Don’t test me on this...I’ve never been a jealous man, but you’ve woken the beast now and I won’t be responsible for what I do.”
    He didn’t give her an opportunity to answer, just slanted his mouth over hers, kissing her with a ferocity that left them both shaken. He invaded her mouth with his tongue, sweeping inside and tangling with hers in a battle for supremacy. With one hand fisted in her hair and the other cupping her ass, he pressed himself tightly against her, letting her feel the hard length of him against her, even as his teeth scraped over her bottom lip, the gesture skating along that knife blade edge between pleasure and pain. 
    She drove him to things he thought he’d never feel. He’d been