Los Lobos 2 - Falling for Gracie by Susan Mallery

Author:Susan Mallery
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2005-01-18T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“THIS IS NOT HAPPENING,” Gracie said in a voice that was uncomfortably close to a shriek.

Rather than respond, Riley grabbed her hand and pulled her back inside her house. When the door was firmly closed and locked, he glanced down at the oozing scratches on his chest and swore.

“Damn dog.”

Gracie spun toward him. “Yes, the dog was really bad, but did you see that? Did you see the guy with the camera? What’s going on? Who’s doing this? And why? I’m totally creeped out. Some man was lurking outside my house. He was obviously following one of us and—” She looked at his chest and winced. “Bathroom. Now.”

He followed her down the short hallway into an old-fashioned bathroom decorated in various and unappealing shades of green.

Gracie dug around in the cabinet, then straightened and held out a tube of something. “I don’t think this will hurt too much, but we’ve got to get something on those scratches. Should we wash them first?”

“I think the pool took care of that. It was cold as hell, but I could smell the chlorine.”

She glanced down at his soaked and dripping trousers. “So those will be ruined.”

He figured his clothes were the least of his concern. He didn’t much care about the marks on his chest either—what had his full attention was the man taking pictures. Gracie’s life hardly supported the idea of her having a lot of angry enemies trying to ruin her, which left only one alternative. Someone was setting him up.

But for what reason? Was someone unhappy about him running the bank? He figured that was possible, but not likely. Which left Franklin Yardley, mayor of Los Lobos—a man determined not to lose his election.

“Deep breath,” Gracie said as she opened the tube of ointment.

“I promise not to scream like a woman,” he said dryly.

“Good to know.”

As she smoothed on the medication, he considered possibilities. The only way the asshole photographer could have been there at the right moment was if he’d been hanging around, watching. So he was following Riley. Or someone had tipped him off.

He looked at Gracie as she worked. Of everyone in town, she knew the most about his comings and goings. She’d hesitated before coming to the door. Could she have made a phone call?

Even as he considered the question, he wanted to dismiss it. There was no way Gracie would set him up.

His refusal to seriously consider her as a suspect told him two things—first, that he was in more trouble where she was concerned than he’d first realized. And second, that she was probably guilty as hell.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.