Double Take. Jenness Walker
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Название: Double Take
Автор: Jenness Walker
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Love Inspired
isbn: 9781408966396
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“Had you ever met Cole Leighton before yesterday? Ever seen him around the school, at church…anything?”
They hadn’t covered that. Something inside her tightened, constricting her breath. “No.” She would have remembered those eyes, that wistful smile. “I only know that if it weren’t for him—” Kenzie blinked, remembering how numb her hands had been, how unresponsive her legs had become by the time help had reached her. “I owe him my life.”
Detective Parker made a note to himself, then looked at her again. “And when he visited earlier…”
His eyebrows raised again, and her insides coiled tighter. “He just came to make sure I was going to be okay.” She wished she’d gotten to say good-bye, wished her mother hadn’t kicked him out. Would she ever see him again?
“Did he bring you anything?”
Her eyes strayed to the roses. “Just a card.”
His gaze must have followed hers. “No flowers?”
“I don’t think so.” Although she could always hope. “What’s going on?” She met the detective’s keen stare.
“Just covering all the angles.” He waited a moment, then stood when she didn’t speak again. “Miss Jacobs, we’re doing everything we can, following every lead. But I want you to be careful. Any odd phone call or visitor—you let me know about it. Deal?”
“Deal.”
After he left, Kenzie pushed the principal’s bouquet to the side and caressed the vase holding her first get-well flowers. Seven red roses. She studied the crimson petals, gingerly touched one, and searched again for a card. None.
Had Cole sent them? Maybe he’d forgotten to attach a card and had hand-delivered one instead; he had set it beside the roses, after all. Kenzie tapped a stem, then pulled her hand back to her side. Her arms still ached, her eyelids still drooped. But she’d seen the man who had saved her life, and somehow that made things better. Not just because he was, well, really attractive, with his shaggy hair, piercing blue-green eyes and gentle smile. She’d remembered his eyes from before boarding the bus, his voice from when he’d shined a light in her darkness. His quiet strength made her feel safe, but not smothered. He made her feel beautiful, even with chapped lips and hideous wrists and frazzled hair, leaving her with a longing to be loved for who she was.
Except that could never happen—she’d never allow it. Because whenever she truly loved someone, whenever they truly loved her…
They ended up dead.
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