Desert Hearts by Christine Pope

Author:Christine Pope [Pope, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Christine Pope

Kara

Grayson came back almost an hour after the agents had left. After I’d ended my conversation with Lance, I roamed the house, unable to do much of anything constructive, although I did some general tidying-up as a way of expending my nervous energy. I’d opened my laptop, but when I saw sixty-seven unread messages in my inbox, I decided to put that off for another day. Probably most of the emails were from people who’d seen the video and now wanted their own extra-special close encounters.

Sometime the next day, I’d have to update the store’s website to say there weren’t going to be any more tours in the immediate future, but I knew I couldn’t deal with that right now. Kiki had designed and built the website and put the whole thing in WordPress so it would be easy to update…theoretically. More than once, I had managed to blow up the whole thing, though, so I thought it better to avoid logging in until I felt a little more settled.

I’d just shoved the laptop back into its bag when I heard the automatic garage door open, followed by the deep rumble of the Indian. At once, Gort got up and assumed his waiting position on the rag rug just inside the door to the garage.

“Yeah, well, I’m not sure Grayson is going to want to go on a walk right away,” I warned him. Still, I thought I knew how the dog felt. All that time, I couldn’t stop myself from worrying about him, about the fact that he was out riding around alone in a town he didn’t know, on a motorcycle that didn’t belong to him, all the while with no driver’s license. I probably should have tried harder to keep him from going, but he was a grown man. There was only so much I could have done.

But when he entered the kitchen, he looked considerably more cheerful than when he had left. His hair was mussed from the helmet, and he grinned at me as he bent down to scratch Gort behind the ears.

“Beautiful country around here, isn’t it?”

I nodded. Not much argument with that. “Did any of it look familiar?”

“Not really. Not except for the part I saw yesterday, that is.”

I should have expected as much. Could I really fault him for getting out and trying to see things on his own, without someone else’s input to possibly skew how he was looking at the area around town?

Some part of me had wanted to be angry with him for being foolhardy, but as he looked at me with that melting smile, I knew I couldn’t hold on to that anger. There was something so open and joyous about him, so lacking any subtext, that I just couldn’t be upset with him for very long. He was so different from any of the other men I had known.

So different from Lance.

With an inner grimace, I pushed that thought aside. Maybe the brooding hero was a standard romance-novel archetype, but he was also sort of a pain in the ass to deal with on a daily basis.

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