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She certainly inspired sinful thoughts in him.
“You know any of the men?”
“She was here with a sheriff the other day. And I’m sure there are many others.” Then came a meaningful look. “She never told anyone who her son’s father is, you know. There has to be a reason for that .”
At the end, he found out nothing new about Molly, but had felt dirtier for the gossip.
He had no trouble talking to her in the interrogation room, but he had no idea what to tell her now, in the middle of the night in her dark kitchen, with her standing there semi-naked. He wasn’t exactly a ladies’ man like some of the guys on his team.
He wanted her. He couldn’t tell her that. For one, he had no business wanting her. He was here on an op, an op that was tied to her brother, even if she was innocent like he was believing more and more with every passing day.
“I hope Logan didn’t get scared,” he said. There, her son should be a safe subject.
She looked toward the stairs. “Barely woke up. Went right back to sleep.” She turned from him and walked to the fridge. “I’m sorry for bothering you in the middle of the night. Thank you for coming out. Would you like a cold drink?”
“No bother. And a drink would be great.”
She poured him sweet tea. “Sun-made.” She filled a glass for herself then sat at the kitchen table by the window and looked out.
He followed her gaze to keep his eyes from sliding to her bare legs. On second thought... He sat across the table from her. Better have something tangible between them.
Moonlight bathed the outbuildings in a silver glow, the stars bright in the sky. With very little pollution out here in the country, every star in the whole universe seemed visible from where they were sitting.
He liked sitting with her in the night, drinking her sweet tea and looking at the stars. He liked it too much. Being with her somehow made him feel as if he’d been lonely all his life, until now. Which was ridiculous. With back-to-back ops, he’d never had time to be lonely.
He shifted in his seat and tried to focus on things he should be focusing on. “Anything you can tell me about your brother will only help.”
She drew back, her face hardening in a split second. A different kind of tension filled the air. “Who would it help? Not him. He’s dead. Killed by one of the men you work with.”
“If we had some answers, it would help you and Logan. Too many things are going on at the ranch. All the smuggling we discovered so far is not a good thing. And it might be just the tip of the iceberg.” That was as much as he could tell her.
“Dylan was not a smuggler.”
“You’re not going to be able to move on until you face the truth. And you’re not going to be safe until we figure out who his partners were and what exactly they were doing with him. They clearly want something from you. Your best chance at staying safe is if you help me take these men out of circulation.”
Her lips flattened. “The truth is, my brother was framed. And the ranch is perfectly safe. The man...was probably just some drifter. It happens.”
He looked at her for a long time. “You’re a smart woman. You’ve faced hardship before, but you made it work. You’re raising your son just fine. You’re handling the ranch...”
She cut him off. “I’m not in denial, if that’s what you’re getting at.”
“Dylan—”
“Dylan can’t be the bad guy.” She shook her head stubbornly. “You don’t understand. Dylan was always the perfect child in the family, the small-town football hero, then the successful businessman. I am the family goof-up.”
She had plenty of conviction in her voice to tell him she fully believed that. Apparently, she saw herself in a completely different light than he saw her.
“I get it. Your brother was a very important part of your life. When people who are supposed to care about us do bad things, it’s not an easy thing to face.”
She shot to her feet, her
“You know any of the men?”
“She was here with a sheriff the other day. And I’m sure there are many others.” Then came a meaningful look. “She never told anyone who her son’s father is, you know. There has to be a reason for that .”
At the end, he found out nothing new about Molly, but had felt dirtier for the gossip.
He had no trouble talking to her in the interrogation room, but he had no idea what to tell her now, in the middle of the night in her dark kitchen, with her standing there semi-naked. He wasn’t exactly a ladies’ man like some of the guys on his team.
He wanted her. He couldn’t tell her that. For one, he had no business wanting her. He was here on an op, an op that was tied to her brother, even if she was innocent like he was believing more and more with every passing day.
“I hope Logan didn’t get scared,” he said. There, her son should be a safe subject.
She looked toward the stairs. “Barely woke up. Went right back to sleep.” She turned from him and walked to the fridge. “I’m sorry for bothering you in the middle of the night. Thank you for coming out. Would you like a cold drink?”
“No bother. And a drink would be great.”
She poured him sweet tea. “Sun-made.” She filled a glass for herself then sat at the kitchen table by the window and looked out.
He followed her gaze to keep his eyes from sliding to her bare legs. On second thought... He sat across the table from her. Better have something tangible between them.
Moonlight bathed the outbuildings in a silver glow, the stars bright in the sky. With very little pollution out here in the country, every star in the whole universe seemed visible from where they were sitting.
He liked sitting with her in the night, drinking her sweet tea and looking at the stars. He liked it too much. Being with her somehow made him feel as if he’d been lonely all his life, until now. Which was ridiculous. With back-to-back ops, he’d never had time to be lonely.
He shifted in his seat and tried to focus on things he should be focusing on. “Anything you can tell me about your brother will only help.”
She drew back, her face hardening in a split second. A different kind of tension filled the air. “Who would it help? Not him. He’s dead. Killed by one of the men you work with.”
“If we had some answers, it would help you and Logan. Too many things are going on at the ranch. All the smuggling we discovered so far is not a good thing. And it might be just the tip of the iceberg.” That was as much as he could tell her.
“Dylan was not a smuggler.”
“You’re not going to be able to move on until you face the truth. And you’re not going to be safe until we figure out who his partners were and what exactly they were doing with him. They clearly want something from you. Your best chance at staying safe is if you help me take these men out of circulation.”
Her lips flattened. “The truth is, my brother was framed. And the ranch is perfectly safe. The man...was probably just some drifter. It happens.”
He looked at her for a long time. “You’re a smart woman. You’ve faced hardship before, but you made it work. You’re raising your son just fine. You’re handling the ranch...”
She cut him off. “I’m not in denial, if that’s what you’re getting at.”
“Dylan—”
“Dylan can’t be the bad guy.” She shook her head stubbornly. “You don’t understand. Dylan was always the perfect child in the family, the small-town football hero, then the successful businessman. I am the family goof-up.”
She had plenty of conviction in her voice to tell him she fully believed that. Apparently, she saw herself in a completely different light than he saw her.
“I get it. Your brother was a very important part of your life. When people who are supposed to care about us do bad things, it’s not an easy thing to face.”
She shot to her feet, her
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