Rescue from Darkness by Bonnie Vanak

Author:Bonnie Vanak
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-03-26T18:09:04+00:00

Chapter 14

It had been a long, tiring day at the cardiology practice and Belle was ready to kick off her heels and relax.

For some reason, her mind constantly drifted to Kyle. It hurt to know he considered her as a suspect, someone who would be so low as to conspire to photograph innocent children. Maybe even help kidnap them.

She liked him. Really liked him, more than as a person. The chemistry between them sizzled and made her feel alive and aware in a way no other man had made her feel in a long time.

Stirring a pot of spaghetti sauce on the stove, she tried to lift her spirits. Music blared on the speaker Bluetoothed to her iPod, a lighthearted jazz tune. At her feet, Boo wagged his tail in hopes of a treat.

“Not yet, sweetie.”

Belle sighed. She hated leaving him alone all day while she was gone, and though Boo was fed and walked by a pet sitter, he was still lonely.

Maybe she’d take her dog over to her cousin Myra’s house for a visit. Boo adored playing with the two other rescue shih tzu dogs Myra and her husband owned.

The treats were kept in a ceramic jar on the counter painted with paws. Belle tossed a dog biscuit to Boo, who caught it in midair. As he munched, Belle tested the sauce. Almost ready. All these carbs were going to be hell on her hips, but she needed a treat after the strain of the past week.

A soft chime sounded at the front door. She turned down the heat under the sauce, wiped her hands and consulted her phone to see the video camera on the doorbell.

Her heart skipped a beat. The black SUV in the driveway, and the two men standing on her porch would make any woman’s heart beat faster, but the FBI agents were not here to socialize.

Now what? I didn’t do it.

Steeling herself, she opened the door.

“Gentlemen. How may I help you?”

Inside, she winced at her cold, stiff voice, what Clint called her social-chastising tone.

Kyle inclined his head. “We found something. May we come inside?”

Equally formal, but gone was the coldness of yesterday, the accusing glare. Confused, she stepped aside. Boo raced into the hallway, barking, tail wagging as a greeting.

Roarke stooped down and petted him, but Kyle did not.

Then he focused on her. She became too aware of the intensity of his gaze, and flushed. Belle swept a hand over her jeans. Bare feet, too. And yeah, there was a red stain on her gray shirt.

“You caught me in the middle of making dinner. I don’t usually look like this.”

More formality. Awkward. If you plan on hauling me to the police station for questioning, maybe you’ll let me change.

“You look wonderful,” he said softly.

That deep voice, so sexy and gruff, made her melt. Don’t think of that. You’re a suspect. The enemy.

Refusing to look at him, she instead studied the laptop in his hands.

Hope sprang inside her. Maybe they found a lead? “Is it Anna? Did you find her?”

“No.

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