Soft Target by Mia Kay

Author:Mia Kay [Kay, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Maggie lay in bed staring at the crack in her ceiling. Had it gotten longer in the past few hours? Wider, maybe? The repairs had been put off too long. Don’t I have plaster in the maintenance closet? I could get some at the hardware store. I could drive to Baxter and get a new paint color, or maybe to Hastings. I could make a day of it, maybe take Charlene and do some shopping. We could get pedicures. I can’t look at the one I have now without thinking of Vegas.

The back door closed and the alarm keys played a tune. Graham was here. Maggie put her hand over her eyes. What had she done?

Every recent event replayed in her head, colored by her new knowledge. Laughing with him, working with him, dancing, kissing, sightseeing. Their wedding. And he’d been paid to do it.

No wonder he’d run the minute they’d landed in Boise. He’d gotten a call and bolted. It had taken one look at his face, caught between what he thought he should do and what he wanted to do, to see that he was already regretting the decision.

Then he’d come ho—back reeking of perfume. Again. He was probably counting how many days he had left as her jailer.

It was time to face her sentence. With a sigh, she got out of bed, showered and dressed. Then she dawdled over making breakfast. Fighting the urge to hide up here for the next six months, she went downstairs carrying a smoothie as protection.

Graham was perched on a stool with the morning paper laid out in front of him and his elbows propped on the bar. The cream, sugar and chocolate syrup were waiting next to an empty mug. It’s how they’d started every morning before Vegas, but now the edges of the paper were wadded in his hands and his jaw muscles were in a tight knot beneath his ear.

She wanted to stay mad at him, but she had so many questions. And too many memories.

“Would you like part of my smoothie?” she began. “It’s blueberry and banana.”

His grimace was faint as he shook his head. “Thank you for the offer.”

“Is it the blueberries or the banana?” Or is it that it’s mine? She stared at the band circling his finger and ran her thumb along the back of the ring she couldn’t leave behind.

“The banana.” His grimace worsened with the word. “I’ve never been able to stand them.”

She took the seat facing him. “Where were you shot?”

He raised his bright blue gaze, and she saw the shadows under his eyes. “My left side, from ribs to shoulder.” His fingers pointed and his body parts shifted with each inventoried injury. “I have pins in my clavicle, a metal shoulder joint and my scapula is reinforced. Two of my ribs were broken, and there are more pins and brackets there. They punctured my lung.”

Her brain spun through the memories of all the times he’d favored that side of his body.

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