Who's The Guy? Cameron Savage or The Phantom?

It's Guy Day Friday and Cameron Savage is the featured guy today. Can Cameron ever rise to the standard the Phantom has set? Can he ever win the love of Victoria DeMontville?

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The Phantom is bigger than life!

How can a simple physician ever live up to a legend?

Yet even as he lingered in the darkness above her room, waiting, his heart took a mysterious turn. By the soft moon glow, he could see her when she leaned out, searching for the source of the shadow on the lawn below.

He readjusted the mask then pushed back the black hood that darkened his features. As he moved, she suddenly whirled away from the light and his view.

Quickly, he lowered himself from the top of the tower, closer to the window aviary that would give him entrance to her rooms. Second thoughts assailed him, third and forth, too, to be sure, but he had given his word. He would not back down now.

Yes, she was rebellious. High-strung, annoying, obstinate--the list was endless.

But beautiful, too. Intriguingly so. As he reached the ledge and looked in, her beauty could be clearly seen, breasts small but firm. Her body tapered to a slender waist then a slight flare to her hips and long, long legs that looked to go on forever. In the moonlit night, she was radiant. Her features were very fine and delicate, yet the most fascinating part of her face were her eyes. When he looked at her, they simmered, alive with stubborn determination turning suddenly to a cold iron gray.

Looking into them he was suddenly paralyzed a moment by the frozen resistance he saw there. Or was it perhaps--fear? Something was changing within him. He wondered at the startling heat that was filling him, a heat so strong it might possibly melt the ice encompassing her. Desire lived within him, a desire so strong he struggled to overcome the overpowering need that inexplicably rushed through him.

Her courage touched his heart.

She was to become his wife.

Not if he didn't do something soon, he chastised himself, wrenching his mind from his brooding and back to the persistent danger, but that was not an easy task. As he moved, a deep fear pulsed through him.

Still, his mind wandered backwards in time. He was in the mountains, bonfires burning around him, the revelry resounding into the night. Aisling's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

She will betray you.

Aisling predicted everything before Drake had even spoken to him. And he knew the old lady's words would come to pass. Victoria DeMontville would betray him.

Forewarned, he would prevent that from happening. His fists gripped the iron rung fiercely then turned his attention to the business at hand.