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| Chapter Two |

| Lightning's growling at Sasha's side drew Ashton quickly from behind the bar. He rushed to Lightning and grabbed her collar, stopping her just as she was ready to make a lunge for the man who had obviously startled Sasha. |

| Ashton grew cold inside when he was able to see the man's full facial features. His free hand went to his beard and stroked it nervously, wondering if the beard was enough disguise, for this man had known Ashton when he had not worn one. |

| ''Is this man bothering you?" Ashton asked, knowing there was no way to disguise his voice. That alone could give him away. Was it possible that after two years of pretending to be somebody else, he was going to be discovered? The name Lawrence Proffitt was dead to him now, and once he had chosen his |

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