Hidden Peril by Irene Hannon

Author:Irene Hannon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense;Mystery fiction;Christian fiction;FIC042060;FIC042040;FIC027110
ISBN: 9781493415137
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2018-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Kristin had had a long, stressful weekend.

Even from a distance, buffeted by the crowd surging out of the gate area on Sunday night at Lambert Airport, Luke could sense her fatigue. The weary sag of her shoulders said it all.

And as she drew close, the shadows under her lower lashes and the faint lines etched at their corner confirmed his first impression.

Yet she summoned up a smile of greeting as she approached him. “I hope you weren’t waiting long. Our gate wasn’t ready and we had to sit on the tarmac for a few minutes.”

“I had plenty to keep me busy.” He lifted his cell, then slipped it into his pocket and leaned down for her bag.

“I can carry this.”

“My mother taught me better manners than that.” With his face inches from hers, he had to call up every ounce of his willpower to keep from giving her a proper welcome home.

One that involved lips.

As she gazed at him, a pulse began to throb in the hollow of her throat.

“You want to let go?” He arched an eyebrow.

“W-what?”

“The bag.” He gave a slight tug and hiked up one side of his mouth.

“Oh. Right.” She released her grip, soft color stealing over her cheeks.

“Let’s collect the rest of your luggage and get you home. I’m sure you’ve had a long day . . . and a long weekend.”

“There’s no luggage to collect. That’s it.” She indicated the overnight bag.

“Seriously?” He examined the small bag. Despite Jenny’s many stellar attributes, she had not been a minimalist packer. His wife had always taken two crammed suitcases on every trip they made, no matter how long they planned to be gone.

“Uh-huh. I spent two years in the Peace Corps, remember? I learned to cope with a bare-bones existence and travel light.”

“I’m impressed.”

“My dad was too. Whenever they go on a trip, Mom takes a bag this size just for toiletries and makeup. My makeup, on the other hand, would fit in one ziplock bag—another of the so-called necessities I learned to live without in Ethiopia.”

“You don’t need much to look beautiful, anyway.” The words tumbled out of his mouth faster than he could catch them.

Her color deepened. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He winked at her, and as he started toward the exit to the garage, she fell in beside him. “How was everything today?”

“The same. Thank you for the texts. It helped to know I had some moral support back here.”

“I bet Colin and Rick were in touch too.”

“Yes. I felt like I had a whole cheering section in St. Louis.”

“Even so, the past few days can’t have been easy.”

“No. But my dad and I actually bonded a little. It gave me hope our relationship might improve in the future. It’s just sad it took such a traumatic event to nudge that door open.”

“I’m glad some good came out of the accident. I’m over there.” He motioned toward his car.

She faltered. “Where?”

“The dark gray Accord.”

“I thought you drove a Taurus?”

“That’s my work vehicle.” He popped the trunk, stowed her bag, and held her door while she slid inside.

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