Hero Under Cover by Suzanne Brockmann

Author:Suzanne Brockmann [Brockmann, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781585478224
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 1994-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

FROM THE LAB, ANNIE HEARD THE sound of the door closing as Cara left for the evening. She heard Pete slide the bolt home and turn on the alarm system.

This was it. They were finally alone in the house, just the two of them.

She heard the sound of Pete’s cowboy boots on the hardwood floor of the entryway, and her heart went into her throat. Turning, she saw him standing in the doorway. His face was carefully expressionless, but there was a tenseness about the way he was standing, an infinitesimal tightness in his shoulders. He was as nervous as she, Annie realized.

“I’m sending out for a pizza,” he said.

It was the first full sentence he’d spoken to her since they’d gotten home from the grocery store, since that kiss.

“Want to split it?” he asked. “There’s a place in town that delivers. Tony’s. Unless you know someplace better….”

He was trying to pretend nothing had happened, Annie thought. He was standing there talking about the best place in town to get a pizza, when they should have been addressing the fact that that morning he had taken her into his arms and nearly kissed the living daylights out of her.

His casualness didn’t come as a surprise—not after the way he’d avoided her all day. He was telling her, not in so many words of course, but he was telling her that he regretted the kiss, that it had been a mistake.

Disappointment shot through her, and she turned away, not wanting him to see it in her eyes.

“You know, if you’re not done working, I can wait to call,” Pete offered. “’Course, it’ll be about forty-five minutes before the pizza’s delivered even if I call now.”

Her composure regained, Annie looked at him. From the tips of his boots to the top of his short, dark hair, the man was extremely easy on the eyes. Faded blue jeans cut loose, but not loose enough to hide the taut muscles of his legs—long, strong legs—stretched way up over narrow hips. His plain brown leather belt with the shining buckle encircled his trim waist. He was wearing a heavy white canvas shirt, the kind with snap fasteners instead of buttons, open at the throat, sleeves rolled up to just below his elbows. He drove his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans, and the tanned, sinewy muscles of his forearms strained the fabric of his shirt. His shoulders were broad, his chest powerful.

And that was just his body.

Inside that perfectly shaped head, behind those intense dark eyes, underneath that thick, black hair, beneath the movie-star features, was a mind and a soul that Annie couldn’t help but like, couldn’t help but fall in love with.

But he didn’t want her. Not the way she wanted him. If he did, he wouldn’t be acting so business-as-usual, would he?

“Pizza sounds great, Taylor,” she said, keeping her tone light. “Forty-five minutes’ll give me just enough time to finish up in here.”

He turned so that his face was in the shadows.

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