by Nancy Gideon
A pause, then his quiet, “Forget I asked. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have.”
There was no bitterness in his voice, and when she turned, there was no blame in his expression. But she still felt it from her own conscience. “It’s not that I don’t want to. But these things always start out with small requests and before you know it, you’re hiding evidence and turning your back on things you shouldn’t.”
“I know how it works, detective. That’s not what this is about. I’m not trying to back you into a corner. I wouldn’t put you in that kind of position. Like I said, forget I asked. I just . . . I just . . .” His gaze slipped away.
“I didn’t think you were. I just didn’t want anyone else to get the idea that because you and I . . .” Cursing her cautions, she crossed to him, hugging his head to her briefly. “I’ve got to go. Can I give you a ride in?”
“No. I need to make some calls.” He leaned back when she released him, but didn’t look up at her. His features were heavy with fatigue and sadness, and she lifted his chin so that his dull gaze met hers.
“Don’t do anything right away.”
“Charlotte, I don’t want you to—”
She cut him off with a soft kiss. “I’ll call you in a bit.”
He watched her travel the length of the porch in her long, determined stride, admiring the way she worked the back pockets of her jeans, even as he wondered how different her response might have been if he’d told her he was in danger. He suspected she would have bristled up in possessive fury, smothering him to keep him from harm. No one harmed what was hers. There was no one he trusted more to protect him, to the limit of her life.
And that was the problem.
Table of Contents
Cover Page
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Prologue
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
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