his head as she pushed him back, freeing herself from his makeshift cage. “It’s not the sex.” Her breasts lifted with each breath. “I get that. But you left me.” He squeezed his eyes closed for half a second, trying to convince himself she would belief his half-baked excuse. “I was trying to do the right thing.” He opened his eyes in time to see her turn her back and walk away, pausing only to cast him a tortured look over her shoulder. “Sucks for you, Sheriff McIntyre. You had your chance.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Early morning sunlight heated her cheeks as Annessa lay in bed, straining to hear movement in the house. Hiding, more or less. Last night’s confrontation with Casey left her raw and vulnerable and no matter how absolutely correct he was about her feelings, she wasn’t ready to admit that just yet. Goosebumps danced on her skin while his promise of possession echoed through her brain. Mine , he said. She lifted the covers and glanced at her tattoo. She would’ve never put that there if there was even a remote chance she’d settle for another man. And earlier when her bedroom door opened, she didn’t have to open her eyes to know he stood beside the bed. She felt his warm touch stroke the side of her face just before the slight pressure of his lips on hers threatened to pry her eyes open wide. Although insanely aroused, she feigned sleep to risk ruining the moment. She sighed as she sat up and reached for the bedside phone, amused by her sister’s breathless voice when she answered. “Shouldn’t you be baking?” The unmistakable rustle of sheets crossed the line. “Oh, hi Ness. I guess I overslept.” “Yeah, you did. You need me to open up for you?” “No. I was on my way a half hour ago but Dane just got off.” Annessa couldn’t resist a jab. “I’ll bet he did.” “No!” Vanessa’s hysterical giggle pierced her eardrum. “He just got home from work.” “Did you sleep there?” “I slipped in early this morning.” “Gee Van,” she drawled, “I think you guys should just elope and get it over with.” “I’d have to fire you.” She gave a long sigh. “Well then, by all means proceed living in sin.” “I heard you called an ambulance last night.” Damn Travis . “Yeah.” “Is Casey okay this morning?” Guilt kicked her in the stomach. “I guess. I haven’t seen him yet.” “He stayed with you last night.” “Yes, in his old bedroom, in his old bed.” Normal sisters would’ve taken her tone as a back-off warning, but not hers. No, Vanessa obviously had no intention of giving up. Suddenly she wasn’t so sure that Vanessa was the good twin. Especially when Vanessa continued to press. “Why?” “Why what?” “Why did he sleep alone?” Another excuse lined up on Annessa’s tongue and then slid right off the tip. Even her own brain laughed at her attempt at denial. “I don’t know.” She straightened her shoulders and waited for her sister to chide her for being so stupid. “Do you want to meet for lunch?” Vanessa asked instead. “Sure.” Annessa released a sigh of relief. Too much soul-searching this early in the morning tended to make her bitchy. “I’m going over to Mourning Dove Harbor to look at the building.” “Great!” She heard Vanessa shriek just before a male voice spoke into the phone. “She’ll see you later, Annessa.” Annessa giggled at Dane’s dismissal as she hung up the phone and crawled out of bed.
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“ That stuff’s gonna kill you .” His partner batted the air . “ And me if you keep blowing smoke in my face .” He continued to puff like a freight train on his third cigarette . “ Stress .” “ You said this would be a quick snatch and grab .” He glanced out the car window toward the house . “ It will. We just have to wait for the right time .” His lungs wheezed with the next drag . “ Think you can get her ?” “ Not a problem. She’s tiny