the locks. “Hey, Jared. Come in. Where’s Scott?”
One of the best-looking men on the planet walked in and grabbed her in a bear hug. She pushed her hands into his rakishly long golden hair and smacked him on the lips.
“Scott dropped me off. He had to run to the post office, but he’ll be back shortly.” He handed her a plastic container.
Dani opened the lid and inhaled the tantalizing scent of warm zucchini bread. “Yummy,” she said, pulling off a chunk and popping it into her mouth. “Oh, wow. This one is the best yet.”
He laughed. “You say that every time.”
“Because it’s true every time.” She turned to go back into the kitchen, and he followed her, as at home in her house as she was in his.
Jared shared her love of cooking, and they often made meals together, much to Scott’s enjoyment. Anyone looking at Jared would not be surprised he was a personal trainer. He was big, muscled from head to toe.
The surprise would be his culinary skills. As more of a hobby than a job, he worked part time as a private chef. For some pretty big bucks, he would go to a client’s home and create a night of culinary magic. Whenever he had a booking scheduled, he would practice his menu on her and Scott.
Jared and Scott had been her salvation after Evan’s death. One or the other had stayed with her and held her while she cried. Jared had encouraged her interest in cooking, while Scott critiqued her books. Both had paced the waiting room when she gave birth. She couldn’t ask for better godparents to her daughter. They were the brothers she’d never had, and she loved the hell out of them.
Setting the zucchini bread on the counter, she peeked out the window to see Logan still talking on the phone. From the expression on his face, he didn’t seem to be enjoying the conversation. That pleased her to no end.
The phone rang and Dani froze.
“Dani?”
Jared’s concerned voice penetrated the haze. She answered the phone, pushing the speaker button. “Hello.”
“I’m disappointed in you, Danielle.”
She glanced at Jared, saw the questioning look in his eyes, and put a finger to her mouth to hush him. “I can’t imagine what I’ve done to disappoint you. Will you tell me your name?”
“The Bible says a wife should cleave unto her husband. Why is there a strange man in your house, Danielle? I very nicely asked you to send him away, yet he’s still there. The Bible says a wife should love, honor, and obey her husband. If you can’t manage such a simple thing as obey, Danielle, then how can I trust you to love and honor me? The Bible says thou shalt not kill, but Papa Herb—oops, almost spilled the beans,” he said, and giggled.
A chill slithered down Dani’s spine. Whoever this was, he was crazy. “Papa who?” she asked, only to hear a dial tone. “Crap,” she said, and hung up the phone. “I could use a hug, Jared.”
He wrapped his big body around her. “Dani, love, what’s this about?”
Logan pushed the phone into his pocket and glared at the sky. When would the blasted woman give up? He had said it was over nine ways to Sunday even though in his mind there hadn’t been anything between them in the first place. Four dinner dates spread out over two months did not constitute a relationship.
Just as he turned to enter the house, the hair on the back of his neck stood up. The bad guy was watching him. Logan slid his hand behind him and touched the gun, reassuring himself it was there. Knowing that if he headed for the woods, the man would disappear, he walked back into the kitchen.
“Dani, love, what’s this about?”
Logan stilled in the doorway and speared the man daring to call Dani his love with a look that would have sent his team members scurrying. The man pushed Dani behind him and magically grew bigger. Logan knew that trick and performed his own body expansion. They exchanged hard stares, sizing each other up. The dude was obviously trying to appear menacing, but he
One of the best-looking men on the planet walked in and grabbed her in a bear hug. She pushed her hands into his rakishly long golden hair and smacked him on the lips.
“Scott dropped me off. He had to run to the post office, but he’ll be back shortly.” He handed her a plastic container.
Dani opened the lid and inhaled the tantalizing scent of warm zucchini bread. “Yummy,” she said, pulling off a chunk and popping it into her mouth. “Oh, wow. This one is the best yet.”
He laughed. “You say that every time.”
“Because it’s true every time.” She turned to go back into the kitchen, and he followed her, as at home in her house as she was in his.
Jared shared her love of cooking, and they often made meals together, much to Scott’s enjoyment. Anyone looking at Jared would not be surprised he was a personal trainer. He was big, muscled from head to toe.
The surprise would be his culinary skills. As more of a hobby than a job, he worked part time as a private chef. For some pretty big bucks, he would go to a client’s home and create a night of culinary magic. Whenever he had a booking scheduled, he would practice his menu on her and Scott.
Jared and Scott had been her salvation after Evan’s death. One or the other had stayed with her and held her while she cried. Jared had encouraged her interest in cooking, while Scott critiqued her books. Both had paced the waiting room when she gave birth. She couldn’t ask for better godparents to her daughter. They were the brothers she’d never had, and she loved the hell out of them.
Setting the zucchini bread on the counter, she peeked out the window to see Logan still talking on the phone. From the expression on his face, he didn’t seem to be enjoying the conversation. That pleased her to no end.
The phone rang and Dani froze.
“Dani?”
Jared’s concerned voice penetrated the haze. She answered the phone, pushing the speaker button. “Hello.”
“I’m disappointed in you, Danielle.”
She glanced at Jared, saw the questioning look in his eyes, and put a finger to her mouth to hush him. “I can’t imagine what I’ve done to disappoint you. Will you tell me your name?”
“The Bible says a wife should cleave unto her husband. Why is there a strange man in your house, Danielle? I very nicely asked you to send him away, yet he’s still there. The Bible says a wife should love, honor, and obey her husband. If you can’t manage such a simple thing as obey, Danielle, then how can I trust you to love and honor me? The Bible says thou shalt not kill, but Papa Herb—oops, almost spilled the beans,” he said, and giggled.
A chill slithered down Dani’s spine. Whoever this was, he was crazy. “Papa who?” she asked, only to hear a dial tone. “Crap,” she said, and hung up the phone. “I could use a hug, Jared.”
He wrapped his big body around her. “Dani, love, what’s this about?”
Logan pushed the phone into his pocket and glared at the sky. When would the blasted woman give up? He had said it was over nine ways to Sunday even though in his mind there hadn’t been anything between them in the first place. Four dinner dates spread out over two months did not constitute a relationship.
Just as he turned to enter the house, the hair on the back of his neck stood up. The bad guy was watching him. Logan slid his hand behind him and touched the gun, reassuring himself it was there. Knowing that if he headed for the woods, the man would disappear, he walked back into the kitchen.
“Dani, love, what’s this about?”
Logan stilled in the doorway and speared the man daring to call Dani his love with a look that would have sent his team members scurrying. The man pushed Dani behind him and magically grew bigger. Logan knew that trick and performed his own body expansion. They exchanged hard stares, sizing each other up. The dude was obviously trying to appear menacing, but he
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