Saint's Temptation by Debra Dier

Author:Debra Dier
Language: ron
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Thirteen

Clayton looked into Marisa's eyes and immediately regretted it. In that moment he felt connected to her, as he had from the first day he had met her. In that instant he saw his own pain reflected in her eyes, his own fear, his own desperate hope. All the years he had spent away from her, all his efforts to distance himself from the foolish boy who had loved her, contracted, collapsing one upon the other, until he was once again that boy who had shared a golden idyll with a dazzling creature of warmth and fire.

Marisa gripped his arm. "Clay, please tell me Justin will be all right."

He dragged himself from his foolish musing. "He will be fine. The injuries aren't serious. A few days' rest and he should be up and about again."

"Thank heaven." She bowed her head for a moment, then looked up at him, her golden eyes glimmering with unshed tears. "What happened? Do you know who did it?"

"No. The blackguard got away."

"Why would someone want to shoot Justin?"

He had been asking himself the same question all night. The answer he kept tripping over was far from comforting. "Justin was shot in front of my house."

"In front of…" Her eyes grew wide with sudden understanding. "Oh my. The man who did this must have thought Justin was you."

"So it would seem."

"The men I overheard were serious. I knew it." She turned away from him, scattering hairpins in her wake. The remaining coils of her hair plummeted free, heavy ebony waves tumbling down her back as she paced to the fireplace.

He imagined this was how it would have been if they had actually spoken their vows all those years ago. He would have often seen her this way, with her hair tumbling in luxurious abandon, her feet bare. It was strange, but in a very real sense, being here with her this way seemed more intimate than all the times he had slept with a woman in his arms. Perhaps because none of those women had ever driven Marisa from his thoughts.

"They will try again." Marisa pivoted at the fireplace and marched back to him. "We have to find a way to stop them."

"I have every intention of preventing them from harming anyone again." If his brother had been killed because of him… lord, he couldn't think of that. "What do you remember about the men you overheard? I want to know every detail."

"I told you everything I heard."

"You said the one man was distinct. What made him so?"

Marisa shook her head. "I don't know. I'm not sure I can explain it."

"Try."

She lifted her hands. "He was just very… unique."

' "Think about that evening; imagine yourself back in the maze." He had to know everything he could about the blackguards. "Close your eyes."

She stared up at him. "Close my eyes?"

"Close your eyes. It might help you concentrate."

She smiled, a glint of mischief entering her eyes. "We are all alone and you want me to close my eyes.

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