Colton's Rescue Mission (The Coltons 0f Roaring Springs Book 12) by Karen Whiddon

Author:Karen Whiddon [Whiddon, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Romantic Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Violence & Crime Story, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Suspenseful Fiction, The Coltons 0f Roaring Springs, Brother's Ex-Girlfriend, Serial Killer-Avalanche Killer, Forbidden Love
Publisher: Harlequin Romantic Suspense; Original edition
Published: 2019-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

At the sound of the front door opening and then closing, Vanessa froze, the flow of her graceful movement interrupted. On the YouTube video she was streaming, the yoga instructor continued giving instructions in her soothing, serene voice, though Vanessa’s calmness had instantly gone right into panic mode.

She’d forgotten to wedge the chair under the doorknob as Remy had instructed. Heart pounding, she wondered if her carelessness would result in yet another unwanted, angry confrontation with Seth.

Maybe not. Hopefully not. Remy could have simply decided to surprise her at lunchtime.

“Remy?” she called out, willing him to respond. Instead, nothing but silence answered her. Tense, her stomach twisting, she looked around for something she could use as a weapon in case she needed to defend herself.

Coming up short, she wondered if she should hurry into the kitchen and grab a knife, just in case. But she’d read that more people are hurt by the weapon being used against them by their attacker, so she stayed where she was. Frozen, heart hammering in her ears, she waited for whoever, whatever, to make their move.

When nothing happened—no noise, no movement, no furious Seth jumping out to confront her—she wondered if she’d imagined the sound of the door. She’d been in a half-meditative trance, but still...

Finally realizing she needed to pause the video stream, she did that. Definitely not Remy, since he hadn’t responded to her when she’d called out his name.

Moving slowly, she went to check the door. Still locked. Which meant either she’d imagined everything, or the intruder had locked the door after gaining entrance.

What to do, what to do? Part of her shouted “run,” ordering her to head for the door as fast as she could, and get out, right now. The other, more skeptical part chastised her for letting her imagination get away with her and for overreacting.

Had she? Eying the paused yoga stream longingly, she wished she could simply return to her session, where she’d been stretching and posing and pushing herself to the max. Truth be told, all along she’d been hoping Remy would come home and surprise her. She’d actually allowed herself to daydream, in love with the idea of him walking in and watching her move her body in ways that felt both sensual and empowering.

She wavered too long, stuck between gut instinct and feeling foolish.

There. Another sound, this one barely discernible, as if someone was trying to move quietly but a misplaced foot and a random squeak of the floor betrayed them.

Damn it. The back of her neck tingled. She hadn’t been wrong—someone was in the house, and she needed to get out immediately.

She spun, nearly tripping over her own feet as she raced for the door. But before she could, Seth stepped into the foyer, between her and the door, his expression impassive.

“Seth,” she gasped, putting her hand to her throat in fright. “You startled me. What—”

His arm came up. He held a pistol pointed right at her. “Hello, Vanessa.”

Think fast. Maybe she could talk her way out of this.

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