Wyatt by Rebecca York

Author:Rebecca York [York, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pronoun
Published: 2017-03-31T18:30:00+00:00

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Alessandra sensed it was still early when she woke up alone in the double bed. The night before, she had seen the room only in shadow. Now she sat up and stared around. The furniture was charming—old, polished oak pieces that had either been in this house for years or that he’d purchased at antique shops. There was no rug, only a wide-planked wooden floor.

She was about to climb out of bed when she heard footsteps. Automatically, she snatched the covers over her breasts, then went very still as Wyatt stepped into the room.

He was naked. His dark hair was damp, and it was obvious he’d just showered and shaved.

“You’re awake,” he said without looking in her direction as he crossed to the dresser and opened a drawer. She saw him take out a pair of briefs and step into them. “After breakfast we can start looking around my father’s office—at the stuff I told you he brought home.”

She watched him pull on a navy polo shirt and jeans, only half listening to what he was saying. She’d come here to look at his father’s papers. But she found herself focusing on the man who had made passionate love to her the night before. He was so handsome, and so sure of his movements here in his own home that you wouldn’t know he was blind. Yet blindness had changed his whole life—in ways she couldn’t imagine. He’d tried to tell her that last night. She hadn’t wanted to listen. But she knew she would have to deal with it, because it was what he dealt with every day.

“He was very meticulous. He wrote up notes for himself. And maybe he’ll be willing to talk to you about Carlo when I tell him I think someone tried to kill us to keep us from digging into the case now.”

She forced her voice to work. “Where is he?”

“In a nursing home not far from here. He had a stroke last year. So you may have trouble understanding his speech. It’s a bit slurred.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s been rough for him.”

Alessandra saw the pain that stiffened his features. There had been times when she’d cursed Louis Boudreaux. When she’d wished that something terrible would happen to the man. It seemed that she’d gotten her wish, but it didn’t give her the feeling of satisfaction she’d imagined.

“I’ll fix breakfast while you’re getting dressed,” Wyatt said, his tone and his expression smoothing out.

“All right.” Telling herself that he couldn’t see her anyway, she climbed out of bed, then snatched up the dress Wyatt had apparently retrieved from the stairs. Holding it in front of herself, she grabbed the bag Sabina had packed.

When she brushed past Wyatt, he stopped her with a hand on her bare shoulder.

“Wait!”

“I’m embarrassed to be standing here naked,” she murmured.

“I know that.” She saw him swallow. “I just wanted to say what I should have said last night. Making love with you was…the best thing that’s happened to me in a long time.

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