No Angel's Grace by Linda Winstead Jones

Author:Linda Winstead Jones [Jones, Linda Winstead]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

He stepped away from her, but her back was to the barn and there was no escape but around or through Renzo. If it had been any one of Renzo's men she faced, Grace would have been screaming at the top of her lungs, but it was difficult to be afraid of a man who smiled so openly. Renzo's eyes twinkled like the eyes of a happily naughty.

"How did you find me?" she asked uncertainly. "And what are you doing here?"

"You've been preying on my mind, Grace Cavanaugh. And you were most easy to find. A beauty such as yours cannot be hidden, and as I had your name, and your Becket's name…" He shrugged his shoulders. "It was a simple matter to locate you, querida."

A warning trickle traveled up her spine. Renzo was every bit as tall as Dillon, and he moved with an easy strength. If he decided to hoist her over his shoulder and carry her away, there would be little she could do to stop him.

He must have sensed her fear, because an almost tender light flickered in his black eyes, and he backed away from her one single step. "Are you content here, querida? Or are you ready to come away with Renzo?"

It was an offer, Grace realized, and not a threat. "I… I'm happy here. You shouldn't have come. If Dillon were to see you…" She shook her head. "He was furious with you and your men. If he sees you he will probably shoot." Grace knew, as she warned Renzo, that she didn't want to see the charming bandit bleeding in the Double B dust.

Without Warning, Renzo reached out and grabbed her arm. His touch was light, but she opened her mouth to scream and he clamped a hand over the lower half of her face, cutting her scream to a muffled cry. She knew then that she should've screamed when she had the chance.

Renzo half carried and half dragged her to the back of the barn. He was whispering for her to be still and quiet, but she barely heard him. What would Dillon think when he found her gone? Would he think she had run away from him and what had happened between them? Would he even bother to look for her?

They rounded the corner of the barn, and Renzo stopped suddenly. He held her tightly, one arm around her waist as he continued to muffle her protests with a gloved hand.

"Now will you be quiet?" he whispered.

Grace finally saw what was awaiting her, what Renzo had done, and she was still. The hand at her mouth loosened and slowly moved away, and Renzo released her.

Her trunks. All of them. They were covered with mud that was dried and hard. The trunks that had once had locks had been broken open and secured with a crisscross of heavy rope. But they were all there.

"A woman should not be deprived of her belongings," Renzo said as he stepped around to face her.

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