You Must Remember This by Wimberly Clara

Author:Wimberly, Clara [Wimberly, Clara]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2011-11-05T03:31:46+00:00

Chapter 9

Sarah was just taking biscuits out of the oven when she heard the sound of a car outside. She headed toward the front door, wiping her hands against her apron.

Hagan, who’d been pacing in the hallway, went to the door to look outside and Sarah motioned him into the bedroom.

“Let me make sure it’s him,” she whispered.

She opened the front door just as Cord Jamison stepped up on the porch. He stopped, lifting his brow with sur- prise when he saw Sarah. Then be smiled and came to- ward her.

Sarah thought she’d never felt such instant rapport with anyone in her life. Just looking at the man made her feel safe and warm. It wasn’t only his rugged good looks, or the size of him. There was something in his silvery blue eyes, something strong and compelling that she couldn’t quite explain. Having him see the scar didn’t bother her nearly as much as she’d have thought.

Hagan had that same strength. Yet she felt nervous and uncertain with him.

With Hagan, it’s sexual attraction, you fool, she wanted to say. But with Cord there were no underlying emotions to make her feel nervous. She smiled at him.

“May I help you?” she asked. She felt a bit silly doing it. She was positive this was the right man, but with every- thing that had happened to Hagan she couldn’t take a chance.

“I’m Cord Jamison,” he said. “You’re Sarah?”

“Yes.”

“I should have known Hag would manage to find his way into the home of the most beautiful woman in south Georgia.”

“Oh my,” she said dryly. “Are all the Georgia Bureau boys as charming as you two?”

Cord grinned and reached into his shirt pocket, draw- ing out a plastic-encased card and holding it in front of her eyes.

Sarah scanned the picture and the other identifying words, then she opened the door and stepped aside.

Once the door was closed, Hagan stepped into the hall- way. The two men faced each other, more like enemies than friends.

Cord’s eyes studied Hagan carefully and for a moment Sarah was afraid that there might have been a mistake and that the man she’d been protecting wasn’t Hagan Cantrell after all.

“Well?” Hagan asked. “Am I the one?”

Cord seemed surprised by Hagan’s question and a little troubled by it as well.

“You’re him all right,” Cord said. His eyes wandered over Hagan’s jeans and plaid shirt. “Although I hardly recognized you in such provincial clothes.” He glanced down at Hagan’s bare feet and grinned broadly. “And I swear I don’t think I’ve ever seen you barefoot before.”

Hagan shrugged, but he didn’t seem to appreciate Cord’s sense of humor.

“You’re different, though,” Cord said, his look more serious.

For a moment, as the two men stared at each other, Sarah thought Cord meant to embrace Hagan. But Ha- gan’s cool, distant demeanor kept him from it.

“Are you all right?” Cord asked.

“Fine.”

“He’s remembered a little about his past,” Sarah said, her voice becoming clinical and appraising. “But nothing recent.”

Cord studied Hagan’s closed expression and then he nodded.

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