Dashing Through the Fear by Amanda Siegrist

Author:Amanda Siegrist [Siegrist, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amanda Siegrist

Griffin called Duke to come get the few prints he pulled from Eve’s windowsill in her bedroom. After packing up his equipment, he joined her in the living room.

“So? Any messages on the machine?”

She shook her head, her forehead creased.

“Well, I’d say that’s a good thing. He knows to follow the order.”

She pierced him with a severe look. “He’s not an idiot. Leaving a message would prove he’d violated it. And my brother is no idiot.”

The asshole was in Griffin’s eyes, but he didn’t think starting an argument about that would be wise.

“Duke should be here soon to take the prints I found.”

“You won’t find his.” She turned away, walking toward the kitchen.

“Maybe not, but if you think someone was in here, then I’m going to investigate it. It’s my job.” And I care about you too much not to do anything. Though he kept that to himself.

He was treading in deep waters with her. The slightest wrong move and he’d drown. He knew it without even thinking about it. Every moment that went by, he knew she teetered on the edge of running, even with him trying to reassure her he’d keep her safe.

A whisper of a smile appeared before flickering away as she grabbed a glass from the cupboard. “I know. If it makes you feel better to do it, then I want you to.”

Why the hell didn’t it make her feel better as well? What was she afraid he’d find?

She poured herself a glass of water, sipping it.

The tension in the house grew as they stared at each other. He had no idea how it’d gotten as thick as it had when they’d been fine before coming over here.

“Tomorrow, besides the phone, we’ll call an alarm company to come out and install it in here.”

“I’d have to call Mindy first.”

He grinned. “It’ll be fine. I promise.”

The glass made a sharp sound as it hit the counter. “Maybe so, but I’d feel better calling Mindy before installing something. The owner might not appreciate me doing something without permission.”

“He won’t have an issue with it. It’s something that should’ve been done a long time ago.”

She frowned. “Who owns this house?”

The sheepish grin he delivered told her without voicing anything.

She shook her head, laughing. “Why didn’t you tell me you owned this place? All that stuff in the shed is yours. You never had the intention of bringing any of it to the donation center.”

Well, eventually, he would’ve. It hadn’t been a pressing matter.

“I didn’t think it was a big deal that I rented this place out. And why should any of this”—he asked waving his hand at the furniture she had taken from the shed— “sit and collect dust when it’s now getting used?”

“I’m not a charity case. I don’t want to be treated like one.”

He inhaled, then exhaled, trying to find the right words. “Why are we fighting?”

She blinked as if surprised by the question.

“Because I feel like we’re fighting about silly things.” He took a few steps toward her but stopped before getting into her space.

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