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    Walking to the phone, she set her mind to cancel the dinner when a light tapping made her trip. Shit, he's here.
    "One minute." There was no turning back now. Danielle took one last look in the mirror, grabbed her bag then opened the door. What she saw took her breath away. Michael towered on her porch wearing a long-sleeved white shirt unbuttoned and revealing an ample amount of his perfectly sculpted chest. It was loose over dark blue-jeans that seemed to be made for his long, lean body and flip flops adorned his feet.
    Her heart raced and she swallowed hard, secretly asking for the strength his Ana possessed in her dreams. He wanted her, was drawn to her it seemed. What am I thinking?
    "Hello." He said with a cheerful grin. "You look beautiful." His eyes swept up and down her body and she felt the heat of his gaze over every inch of her skin. Move over Ana, Danielle just got the once-over.
    "Hi, thank you." Her dress suddenly felt too small. "You look good too." The awkwardness she knew would be there was much worse than she had expected. Please let this be over with fast. She tugged at the hem of her dress and looked past him at some kids playing Frisbee.
    "Well thank you." With his arms open wide, he glanced down his own body with a half bow. "Are you bringing the files?" he said after a long pause.
    "Oh, of course." A perfect distraction, though she hated giving up any information, it would hold off the inevitable conversation of her dreams and their prior meeting she knew she would get into. Spinning on her heel she rushed back toward the bed and grabbed the folder. The night might just go by fast with his mind occupied on learning the facts of her case.
    Once they arrived at Trader Vic's, Danielle's nerves smoothed a bit. She desperately wanted to let go of her training, forget about her commitment to work and relax. Nothing but her own dedication to the game kept her from enjoying herself. When they left the taxi, she noticed the way he walked, smooth and fluid, exactly the way he did in her dream. Before she was locked away on shutter island, she needed to let it go; at least for now. She glanced at Michael as he breezed in and requested a table for two, and then guided her to follow the waiter. Confidence glowed around him, and as heads turned following his sexy stride, she felt a pang of pride that he was there with her, no matter the reason.
    Michael pulled the chair away from the table and waited for Danielle to slide in then took the seat next to her. The table was nestled in the corner, away from most of the crowd and the glow of one candle illuminated them. Once Danielle felt settled, she pushed the file across the shiny wood table to Michael, and watched as he flipped through it.
    "A kidnapping, huh?" The way he sat leisurely scanning the file, captivated her. She tried to keep her thoughts straight, but the way his hair scattered across his brow and how he bit his lower lip when concentrating, made heat flow through her limbs and she almost forgot the purpose of their date.
    "Outwardly, yeah. But I think there's more to it than that." The waiter brought ice water and took their drink and appetizer order, forcing her to pause in her explanation.
    "Do tell." He probed once they were alone again.
    "Well, the parents gave statements that on several occasions their daughter would sneak out to see this guy." She rustled through the papers and pointed to his picture. "I know it's a little blurry, but can you see that little blonde by the phone booth back there?" She pointed to a small figure off in the distance. "I think that's our " victim " calling mom and dad after she disappeared." The photo was a bit grainy taken from a convenience store security camera, but with a trained eye you could make out a suspect.
    "I think you're right." Peering closely at the photo he took a full minute to respond. As long as he was busy investigating, she could hold off on quizzing him over her vampy dreams. She watched him