Forever Buckhorn by Lori Foster

Author:Lori Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN
Published: 2011-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

“YOU LIVE IN Buckhorn?” he asked, which was the only conclusion he could come up with for why she was now in the car with him.

When she didn’t answer, the officer gave him a man-to-man look and said, “According to her license, she does.”

Jordan leaned forward to see her face, but with her hands still covering it, that wasn’t possible. He gently caught her wrists and tugged them down. Their handcuffs clinked together.

Softly, attempting to put her at ease, he asked, “Whereabouts? I’ve never seen you before.” And he sure as certain would have remembered if he ever had. Even if she’d been fully clothed and doing something as mundane as shopping for groceries, he felt certain he’d have paid special attention to her. There was something about her that hit him on a gut level.

Just being this close to her now had his muscles cramping in a decidedly erotic way. Like the effects of prolonged foreplay, the sensation was pleasurable yet somewhat painful at the same time, because of the imposed restraint.

Their gazes met, his curious, hers wary and antagonistic. She looked away. “Where I live,” she said under her breath, “is no concern of yours.”

The officer answered again, disregarding her wishes for privacy. “You know that old farmhouse, out by the water tower? She moved in there.”

The woman glared at the officer, who did manage to look a bit sheepish over his quick tongue. He leaned farther into the car to remove her handcuffs and place her purse in her lap. Jordan stared at her narrow wrists while she rubbed them, feeling his temper prick at the thought that she might have been hurt.

She wore no jewelry—no wedding band.

The officer spared him a glance. “If I remove your handcuffs, too, do you think you can behave yourself?”

It rankled, being treated like an unruly child, but Jordan was too busy staring at the woman to take too much offense. He silently held up his hands and waited to have them unlocked. The woman stared out her window past the officer, ignoring Jordan completely.

“What are we waiting for?” Jordan asked, before the officer could walk away.

“The chief agrees that Sheriff Hudson can deal with the both of you. Our jail is overcrowded as it is, and it’s going to be a late night getting everyone’s phone calls out of the way. Just sit tight. Hudson’s already been called.”

Jordan groaned softly. Morgan had his hands full taking care of Misty tonight. She was laid low with the nastiest case of flu Jordan had ever seen, and with their baby daughter to contend with, Morgan wouldn’t appreciate being called out. Of course, his brother Gabe or one of his sisters-in-law, Honey or Elizabeth, would gladly give a helping hand. But that meant they then ran the risk of getting the flu, too.

Jordan forced his gaze away from the woman and dropped his head back against the seat.

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