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She frowns at me. I brace myself for her to argue with me. I don’t really have time to really sit and think about what I’m feeling, but I know I would be incredibly sad if she was hurt or worse.

“But what if—” she starts, but I interrupt her.

“There’s no ‘what if’. You’re not doing this alone.” There's a tense pause as I wait for her to fight back, but instead, she sighs deeply and nods.

“Alright, we'll play it your way," she concedes, exhaling as if she's letting go of a massive weight. "I'll email him now and confirm the meeting."

As she types out the email, I find myself staring at her. There's something about her calmness in the face of danger that pulls me towards her even more. Could it be possible I was falling in love with her? I honestly didn’t know what it was like to be in love, but maybe this was it.

I shook it off. That was stupid. People didn’t actually fall in love that quickly. That only happened in fairytales.

"Okay, it's done." She hits the send button and turns to face me, her eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and determination. "Now what?"

"We wait," I say, tearing my gaze away from her. "And then we get ready."

We spend the next couple of hours in uneasy silence, occasionally breaking it to discuss our plan for the upcoming encounter. The tension is palpable, but under that cloud of worry, there's a faint glimmer of hope. This meeting could be our only chance to expose whoever it is that is trying to hurt her.

There’s a chime on her computer, signaling she got an email. “He agreed,” she announces.

I can’t say I’m happy about it, but there’s not much I can. The woman is stubborn. She is going to do this whether I like it or not. “Then we should probably get going,” I sigh.

She walks into my arms, draping her arms around my waist. “It’s going to be okay.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do, do you know why?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“Because I know you’re going to be there looking out for me,” she smiles. “I’ve come to realize you like me alive. You’ve saved my life twice. I know you’ll do it a third time. I’ve come to think of you as my guardian angel.”

“I don’t think anyone would ever mistake me for an angel,” I laugh.

“I like your naughty, dirty side just as much,” she grins.

I raise an eyebrow at her unexpected admission, which she meets with a playful grin, the tension between us momentarily forgotten.

“We could scrap this meeting and go back to bed right now,” I offer.

“We could, but then this whole thing just keeps going,” she reminds me. “Or we could go to the meeting, find out what’s happening and then maybe we could come back here and celebrate. Those packages we ordered should be delivered today. Do you remember what we ordered?”

My dick was hard in an instant. “You’re a tease.”

“But I’m not,” she smiles seductively.

"We should get going," I remind her, releasing from our embrace. “I want this done and over with.”

We drive to Marysville in silence, each of us lost in our thoughts. I make a mental note of alleyways and back roads, planning for any possible danger. I know the area well. I used to party out in the woods when I was a wild child. We pull up to the diner, a nondescript establishment that seems like it's been around since the fifties. It’s another place I know well.

We are about thirty minutes early, which was the plan. I wanted to watch and observe the other people in the diner to determine if I think any of them might be dangerous. Not that I’ll know, but I hope I will.

"Remember, no matter what happens in there, just stay calm. We're not here to provoke anything. We're just getting the information we need."

She looks at me with a smile. “I’ve deposed white-collar sharks that have buffaloed their way through thirty men before they got to me.”

“I have no doubt about your capabilities.”

Despite the brave face, I can see she’s worried. I reach over and take her hand. "Trust me, I won't let anything happen to you."

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