Crime Scene Cover-Up by Julie Miller

Author:Julie Miller
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-09-10T20:16:21+00:00

Chapter Nine

An hour later, Mark took the steps to Amy’s front porch two at a time. It might have been the longest hour of his life, knowing he couldn’t leave his Lucky 13 crew or the woman he’d found in one of the back rooms of the burning house until the fire was contained and the scene was secure. Although it had been a relief to see Amy alive and well, he’d known a stab of jealousy at seeing Matt getting those few minutes of conversation with her by her truck.

He was the one who cared that she was all right. He was the one who’d had to remind himself more than once that Amy was tall, leggy and built like a curvy farm girl. So, even without being able to recognize the woman’s face, he’d known the petite thing he’d carried out the front window behind Ray Jackson wasn’t her. He should have felt guilty at feeling even one moment of respite that the badly burned woman the paramedics hadn’t been able to revive wasn’t Amy.

A woman was dead.

Another fire had consumed Amy Hall’s property.

He’d finally had a chance to read the texts she’d sent him tonight. She’d been in trouble. Upset about something. She’d needed him.

And he hadn’t been there for her. Not for any of it.

Mark draped his turnout coat over the porch railing and set his helmet on top, scratching his fingers through his hair since heat, sweat and a whole lot of water had plastered it to his head. He knocked on the door before checking the time on his utility watch, hoping it wasn’t too late to pay a quick visit. He needed Amy in his arms. He needed to see her face up close and personal to know she was all right. He needed to tell her that he was ready to take whatever this was between them to the next level.

Hell, he was already at that level. He wouldn’t be worrying and jealous and anxious to touch her if he wasn’t feeling next level for her.

He held his breath when he heard the dead bolt disengage, then emptied his lungs on a deep sigh when he saw her.

Amy had changed into jeans and an aqua blue tank top that hugged every womanly curve. He did a quick check from head to toe, finding her face had been washed clean of makeup to reveal a pale canvas dotted with freckles. That silver knot pendant rested between her lush breasts, rising and falling with every breath. And she was barefoot. Her toenails were painted a shade of turquoise darker than her shirt.

And just as he acknowledged the hammer of desire that hit him at the sight of her naked, colorful toes, she grabbed one of his suspender straps and tugged him over the threshold. The foyer was dark. The door closed, and then he stumbled back against it when she pushed at his chest, stretched up on tiptoe and sealed her mouth against his.

The tension in Mark unfurled as Amy moved her soft lips over his.

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