Protecting His Brother’s Bride by Jan Schliesman

Author:Jan Schliesman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Kira counted to fifty and then started over again. Why had she gotten so

angry with Dalton, when in reality she was angry at herself?

She should have demanded that he return the flash drive. But no, she

hadn’t done anything after he’d threatened her with security at the airport.

She’d never imagined in her wildest dreams that he would have sent the

drive to his tech department. “For safety,” he’d said.

More likely it was because he didn’t trust her. He demanded trust from

her, but he definitely didn’t trust her. She stopped counting. It was useless to try to fall asleep, especially while replaying Dalton’s expression when

she’d told him she’d encrypted the flash drive.

She wouldn’t allow another man to take charge of her life and railroad

her into settling for less than she deserved. She’d allowed Josh to treat

her badly, without standing up for herself. Allowed one hasty decision to

determine her future.

She snuggled deeper into the soft flannel sheets of the queen-size bed

and made a promise to herself. No matter what it took, she would see

Griffin behind bars. Dalton had merely muddied the waters by removing

the flash drive. But he was right, the evidence was safer away from her.

If only she had a computer. She could access her online Dropbox and pull

a few of the documents she’d collected. It wasn’t as complete as

everything she’d stored on the flash drive, but maybe she could gather

enough to prove to Dalton she was telling the truth about Josh.

She could still see doubt in his eyes. Whether it was directed at Josh

or her, she didn’t know. But she could prove that they’d been married and

that Josh had worked for at least two of Griffin’s companies. There was

definitely a link and perhaps it would be enough to buy Dalton’s

continued assistance.

An hour later, Kira tossed off the covers. She slipped her now toasty

bare feet onto the plush bedroom carpet and exhaled in acceptance. Her

mind was too full to get any rest, and hiding from Dalton seemed like the

chicken’s way out.

Cluck, cluck, cluck.

She moved the window drapery to one side and watched the wind

whip the heavily falling snow in every direction. The quiet emptiness of

the house surrounded her as she opened the bedroom door a crack and

peered into the hallway. No sound met her ears. It was almost as if she

was alone in the house. A dim light beckoned her to move toward it.

The gourmet kitchen was straight from the pages of Architectural

Digest. Gleaming stainless steel appliances and dark granite counters circled the room, which boasted a restaurant-style cappuccino machine

and an array of glass coffee canisters.

What was so great about coffee, anyway? Stinky, bitter tasting and too

expensive for her budget. If she was going to spend five dollars on

anything covered in whipped cream, it would definitely be hot chocolate.

Buckshot’s probably didn’t even offer anything aimed at non-coffee

drinkers. Kira stomped to the cupboard above the coffee canisters and

climbed on the counter. There had to be a tea bag somewhere up here.

“What are you grumbling about?” Dalton asked.

It wasn’t really her fault the counter was slick or that she jerked

sideways and toppled toward the floor in a very unladylike fashion.

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