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greasy hair with split ends? That would have turned her off in a heartbeat. But,
no, he'd had to have all that beautiful hair and those compelling brown eyes and
a sweet and sexy grin. . .
Good thing he had had his "baby" there to rescue Bethany. How could she
have told him no if Nicole hadn't been there? The two of them were made for each
other: Rod and Nicole, two wild animals.
Bethany knew she couldn't handle a man like that. Businessmen and
lawyers--they were easy to control. Their lives had order and rules. A man like
Rod Summers did whatever he wanted to and expected everything he wanted to come
to him easily. He wouldn't understand things like fear and love and virginity,
the way Scott Reeves hadn't. Men like Rod and Scott didn't see obstacles. People
were just stones they walked over unconsciously on the path to their desires.
She'd gotten away from Scott before any major damage could be done. It had
become much easier to avoid the wild side of life now.
Randy called her back later that night, and she told him everything. As
expected, he was relieved when she assured him that she wouldn't see Rod again.
In small-town Wisconsin, Rod was well-known and notorious. After protecting her
for sixteen years, Randy didn't like the thought of his sister being seduced by
a man who'd had more women than ice cream had flavors.



CHAPTER TWO
Travis didn't get back to him until late the next afternoon, after Rod
got home from work, with the information he wanted. All he had time for was to
call the florist to deliver a truckload of flowers to Bethany Briggs' apartment.
While he was showering, Rod realized his picture of pretty Bethany was
still as vivid in his mind as it had been right after he left her. He still
wanted her too.
Since he rarely went into things with a plan, he got into his car as soon
as he was dressed and his hair was dry. Her salon closed at five, so he'd just
wait out front of her building until after the flowers were delivered. Then he'd
go get himself a new baby.


Bethany's apartment was only a few blocks from her salon. A car was too
far out of her price range, and she could walk or take the bus anywhere she
needed to go.
After closing the salon at five, she stopped at the bookstore and got
something to read over the weekend, as she always did. Sometimes she had a date
on Saturday night, but the truth was, she wasn't made for the 90's dating scene.
She was too shy to hold most men's interest for more than three or four dates,
and she was rarely interested after the first. In her twenty-four years, she had
probably dated a total of ten men.
She walked home feeling lonely, telling herself that it was because she
missed her brother so much. Deep down, she knew it was more than that. She
wanted to be in love, to be the love of a doting man's life. But she hadn't
dated in over two months, and the only man she'd thought of for longer than an
hour was Rod Summers. He already had a girlfriend, one who would have no qualms
fulfilling each and every one of his desires. Besides, she was looking for love,