In the Enemy's Arms by Marilyn Pappano

Author:Marilyn Pappano [Pappano, Marilyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2012-05-31T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

They stood there a long time, next to a damn cow statue in a parking lot in the middle of Montgomery, before Justin broke the silence. “I called Garcia. She told me everything.”

The tension that had finally left Cate’s body rushed back. It was sharp and tingling every place they were in contact, and that was a hell of a lot of places. He reminded himself that that was why he was holding her, because she’d been obviously upset. It wasn’t supposed to feel good, not with Cate.

But it did. Damn good.

The pressure of her hands on his eased, then she twisted out of his arms and backed away a few steps, arms folded again. Was the gesture habit? Body language for Don’t touch me? Or was she unused to having someone hold her?

“We should go,” she said, avoiding his gaze.

“We should stop for the night.”

“I’m not tired.”

“I am.” And she was, too. It showed in the lines around her mouth, in the shadows of her eyes. It had been a tough couple of days, even for a competent E.R. doctor who was used to running on adrenaline. This was an entirely different kind of stress. “We’ll find a room, get a good night’s sleep and head to Atlanta in the morning. There are three families there. By the time we finish breakfast, Garcia will have everything we need to know.”

Her nod wasn’t convincing, but it was agreement.

They walked to the car together, where she finally looked at him. “I’m sorry I ran out like that.”

He forced a grin that he didn’t feel. He was good at it. “Aw, you’re just sorry that you pushed me away. The idea throws you for a loop, doesn’t it, doc? You and me working together. Being friends. Maybe more.”

She summoned a scowl that he suspected she didn’t quite feel, either. “‘Maybe more’?” she echoed as she slid into the car. “You wish.” The slamming door emphasized the retort.

“I do,” he murmured, surprising himself, then rolled his eyes skyward. More? With Cate? But reminding himself who she was didn’t have the same effect it used to. Yeah, he’d disliked her in college, but as she’d pointed out, he’d been a jerk then, too. If he put those years out of his mind and concentrated solely on who she was now… He liked this Cate. A lot. Maybe enough to want something with her.

Maybe it was just chemistry. The lingering image of her struggling into the dive skin yesterday. The adrenaline rush of dangerous circumstances. Sharing a room with her sleeping in those sexy, silly pajamas. Listening while she showered. Seeing her vulnerable and scared and determined to stand and fight.

He liked her. Admired her. He didn’t totally trust her, he acknowledged, thinking of the collection of cells in his pockets. But he wanted her. The hard-on he’d gotten watching her struggle into the dive skin was proof of that.

Hell.

When he got into the car, he used the GPS to find a motel near the interstate that would take them to Atlanta in the morning.

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