The Storm by Amanda McKinney

The Storm by Amanda McKinney

Author:Amanda McKinney [McKinney, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: small town murder mystery, entertaining mystery, Romantic Suspense, contemporary romance, Women's Fiction, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Lawman, Law Enforcement
Publisher: Amanda McKinney
Published: 2017-12-05T05:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 12

Hayes glanced over at Eve as they bounced down the bumpy dirt road. She looked so little in the passenger seat of his patrol car… and embarrassed. She was all bundled up in an oversized winter coat that hung down to her knees, earmuffs and gloves. Dammit, she was the cutest thing he’d ever seen.

Beads of sweat began to form under his uniform. He reached forward and turned down the heat.

“You warm enough?”

She nodded. “I think I’ve finally thawed out.”

It had taken two hours to pull her car from the ditch and clear traffic. He was tired, hungry and behind on work, but as he looked at her now, it was definitely worth it.

She looked at him, smiled, her blue eyes twinkling. “Thank you for taking me home.”

“Not a problem. Just… stay off the road for a while, alright?”

She giggled, her cheeks flushed. “Oh, I won’t be driving again for a while.”

“Good.”

“It’s just past this corner up here, on the right. You’ll see the dirt road.”

Off in the distance, nestled along the winter landscape, were the Novak’s three stone cabins.

“Mine is the far one, on the right. They’re cute, aren’t they?”

“They look like something you’d see on Lord of the Rings.”

“I love it, and it’s rent-free. Can’t beat that.”

“Nope, sure can’t.”

He rolled to a stop in front of the only cabin with outside decorations—painted pots with shrubs, candles, decorative frog rocks and a rocking chair next to a wicker table.

He shoved the car into park and looked over at her.

She began fidgeting with her keys.

His experience with women was limited, but one thing he knew was that a girl fidgeting with her keys before saying goodbye was always a good thing.

“Um, would you like to come in?”

Bingo. He glanced at the clock, pretending like he was contemplating—can’t seem too eager now—and then nodded. The truth was, he’d miss a flight to Hawaii to go inside with this girl.

“Sure, maybe for a second.” Or, all night.

She smiled and pushed out of the passenger door. “Great.”

The winter wind whipped around him as he met her at the front of the car. She stepped ahead of him, onto the porch and slid her key into the lock.

He looked around. “Trevor and Jesse stay at these cabins?”

She opened the door. “Yes, Jesse’s is the one on the end and Trevor’s is the middle. Trevor doesn’t stay all the time, though.”

He followed her into the cabin, which was small as hell but as thoughtfully decorated as the outside. He could see the entire place from the front door. The cabin was one large room with a tiny kitchen, a sitting area with couch and TV, a queen size bed flanked by dressers and, in the back corner, was what he assumed to be a bathroom and closet. The centerpiece of the cabin, though, was the beautiful stone fireplace in front of the bed.

Overall, it was quaint and cozy. And cute. Just like Eve.

She hung her purse on the coat rack and walked over to the fireplace.



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