WM3 - The Mystery Man of Whitehorse by B.J. Daniels

Author:B.J. Daniels
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: ISBN 978-1-4268-0859-3
Publisher: Harlequin

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LACI WAS HALFWAY DOWN the hillside when Bridger caught up with her.

“Hold up,” he said, sounding out of breath. “Hey, you all right?” He must have realized how stupid his question was. “Of course you aren’t all right. Sorry.”

She watched him look down at his dress boots, then up at her as if at a loss for words.

“I’ve missed you,” he said. “I was hoping you’d come back to the restaurant. I need you.”

She felt her heart deflate. He just needed a chef.

“I told you – I have my own catering business.”

“Laci, please, can’t we at least talk about this?”

“There’s nothing to talk about,” she said and glanced past him to where residents were offering their condolences. Spencer, as if sensing her gaze, glanced up and looked right at her.

“Come on, Laci, don’t let Spencer come between us.” Bridger pulled off his Stetson and raked a hand through his hair. “And don’t even try to tell me there isn’t anything more between us than cooking.”

She couldn’t, even if she wanted to. They’d been amazing together. How could she tell him that she’d broken her vow to herself and – worse – as hard as she’d tried, she didn’t regret what she’d done. In fact, all she could think about was being in his arms again.

“I have to go.” She met his gaze. “I just need to sort some things out.”

“Tell me this doesn’t have anything to do with Spencer Donovan,” Bridger said.

She couldn’t, so she didn’t even try. Turning, she walked toward her car feeling Spencer’s eyes boring into her back like a bullet.

“Laci.” Bridger caught up to her. “We have to talk about this.”

“He’s watching us right now,” she said. “He’s worried that I’m going to make trouble.”

“He’s not the only one. You have to let me explain about Spencer. I hate to see you so upset and angry.”

“You don’t believe he killed my friend,” she said, daring him to deny it.

“No, I’m sorry, but I don’t.”

She started to turn away from him, but his words stopped her.

“I’m worried about you.”

“If he isn’t dangerous, then what’s to worry about?”

“What you’re doing to yourself. This anger you have toward Spencer. You have no evidence that he had anything to do with his wife’s death.”

“Not yet.”

He pulled off his western hat and raked a hand through his hair again. His hair was dark and thick, a little long at the neck. His skin was lightly tanned.

There were tiny crow’s-feet around his dark eyes.

It caught her off guard just how sexy this man was, she noted now with irritation.

“This is what I’m talking about,” he said. “This vendetta you’re on. I know what it’s like to get on a quest and lose sight of everything else. What if you’re wrong about Spencer?”

“And what if you are?” She shook her head, tears burning her eyes. Bridger was the one person she needed to understand, but he was blinded by his friendship with Spencer. “I can’t let him get away with murdering Alyson.” She stole a glance past Bridger.

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