Enemy in Camp: Michigan by Janet Dailey

Author:Janet Dailey [Dailey, Janet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780754040224
Google: V_Cw270MCEcC
Amazon: 075923809X
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 1979-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

AFTER A NIGHT'S SLEEP and a slim breakfast, Victoria discovered that she felt just as unsettled and restless as she had the previous night. The obvious solution was to burn up the nervous energy that was making her on ledge. She changed out of the slacks and blouse she had put on when she'd gotten up, and into a pair of brief white shorts and a blue knit top.

Downstairs, she exited the house through the sliding door to the breezeway and walked directly to the garage. Her bicycle was parked in front of the overhead door. Victoria flipped the switch that would raise it. There was a faint whir as the door lifted. When it was up Victoria walked to her bike.

"Good morning. I thought I heard the garage door opening and wondered if I was imagining things," Dirk said as he wandered into view. "Going somewhere?"

"I'm taking my bike out. I need some exercise,” she explained shortly and took hold of the handlebars to wheel it outside.

"I'm beginning to feel a little sedentary, too. You wouldn't have another bike I could use? I'll ride with you."

"Only Penny's, and it has a flat tire," Victoria was glad to say. "Sorry."

"What's this?" Dirk spied something in the garage and went to investigate it. "It's a bicycle built for two. I've never ridden one of these things," he declared in a faintly bemused voice.

"It's mom and dad's. I don't think they've ridden it since last summer. It might be broken," Victoria hoped, then added maliciously. "Besides, where did you learn how to ride a bike? I thought you were poor as a child."

"But I had an old motorcycle when I was seventeen, because it gave me a cheap form of transportation." The glitter in his dark eyes laughed at her attempt to put him down. "It was a few years later before I tested my cycling skills on a bike. It's mostly a matter of balance and leg power." He pushed the kickstand back and guided the two-seater bike out of the garage. All the tires were inflated and nothing seemed to be wrong with the chains. "What do you say?" Dirk glanced at her. "Are you game for a ride on this?"

There was a silent challenge in his question, but it was the eagerness in his look that Victoria responded to. He had never ridden a bicycle built for two and he wanted to find out what it was like.

"All right," she agreed, "as long as you promise not to start singing 'Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer true.'"

"You have my word," he chuckled, "even if you are taking some of the fun out of it. How about if I hum it?"

In spite of herself Victoria found she was laughing right along with him. "I don't care," she declared in a laughing breath and wheeled her bicycle back into the garage.

"Do you want the front seat or the rear?" Dirk asked.

"You take the front," she said and turned so he wouldn't see the impish light in, her gray eyes.

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