Rough Rider by B.J. Daniels

Author:B.J. Daniels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-10-18T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Boone rubbed his neck and stretched as best he could as he drove.

“You should have taken the bed last night,” C.J. said.

“The recliner was fine.” He’d had enough trouble convincing her to come to his motel last night. It was that or the two of them staying in her house. He hadn’t liked the idea that the man might be the same one who’d tried to run her down and then broken into her house. He wasn’t taking the chance that the man might come back.

“At least at my motel, he won’t know where you are.”

“I can get my own room.”

“Could you possibly just let me take care of you for one night? Two brushes with death in one day? Haven’t you been through enough today?” She’d given him a look he couldn’t read. “Come on, you need sleep. Right now, it appears that the only thing keeping you on your feet is pure stubbornness.”

She’d finally relented. But when they’d gotten to the motel, she’d wanted to argue about who was going to take the bed.

“You’re taking the bed. You want the bathroom first? Then get in there.” When she’d come back out he’d gone right into the bathroom after, giving her a warning look not to argue with him.

Exhaustion had taken her down. When he came out of the bathroom, she was lying on the end of the bed as if she’d been sitting there and had just keeled over for a moment to rest.

Shaking his head, he’d picked her up and carried her around to the side of the bed. He’d never met such a mule-headed woman. She reminded him of... He’d chuckled. She reminded him of himself.

She’d barely stirred but he’d hushed her up as he took off her shoes and tucked her into the bed. Then he’d stood there for a long moment watching her sleep before he’d headed for the recliner.

Not that he’d been able to fall asleep. He kept thinking about C.J. Her loyalty to Hank. Her determination to find his killer at all costs. Her sweet, vulnerable look when she was sleeping. It made him smile.

C.J. West was a complicated young woman who intrigued him more than he wanted to admit.

* * *

HIS LEG HURT like hell. Cecil hadn’t gotten any sleep. The first thing he’d had to do was put a new bandage on his gunshot wound. Now standing in the bathroom naked, he braced himself for the pain. Pouring more of the rubbing alcohol on the wound, he let out a cry and clutched at the sink.

At least the wound had stopped bleeding, he thought as he covered it with gauze and then a bandage before pulling on his jeans. He hadn’t thought to bring more clothing. He hadn’t thought out a lot of things, he realized. So many mistakes. And now he couldn’t go into a store the way he looked. No, it didn’t matter how he was dressed. He needed to finish this.

At the thought of how badly that had gone last night, he wanted to scream.

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