She was nervous. Not something she normally felt meeting a man. But then she didn’t normally have feelings for the men she met. She liked the men she dated well enough but being with them was simply filling a void in her life. A sexual need. She’d been careful. Known them for a while, known who they were and something about them before she’d begun a relationship. Always known she’d be able to walk away with no problem. Ben was very different from all those men. She needed more than a few days in the jungle and overactive hormones. To avoid surprises she checked him out on the net. More than ten thousand references popped up, with countless medical entries. Refining the search to marriage, children, and scandal, she learned he’d been married briefly and divorced. No children listed and no scandal. She’d even searched lawsuits and found nothing. Everything was good. She’d go in, meet him, order a bourbon, maybe a double, and see where he took things. Two Navy officers, a lieutenant commander and commander, passed her and stopped at the door.
