She's Far From Hollywood. Jo McNally
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Название: She's Far From Hollywood

Автор: Jo McNally

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Исторические любовные романы

Серия: Mills & Boon Superromance

isbn: 9781474067096

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СКАЧАТЬ the liquid absently. She caught a movement near his feet and saw a dark-haired dog lying close by his bar stool.

      “Are dogs allowed in restaurants in North Carolina?” She tried not to sound snobbish about it, but really, was it sanitary?

      “This one is, in this restaurant.”

      “He’s yours?”

      “She is.”

      The dog was beautiful, with a sleek coat. Her ears stood up and she stared at Bree intently.

      “What’s her name?”

      “Maggie.”

      “What breed is she?”

      “Belgian shepherd.”

      “Is she friendly?”

      “Most times.”

      The guy wasn’t exactly a conversationalist.

      “May I pet her?”

      “Nope.”

      “Why not?”

      He finally raised his eyes to hers. “Because she’s not a damned pet, that’s why. She’s a working dog, and she’s working. Leave her alone.”

      A working dog? Did she sniff out seizures? Was Cole disabled in some way that he needed a dog for balance or fetching things? She couldn’t see any crutches or canes nearby. He turned back to his drink with another grunt.

      Unintentionally, she spoke her thoughts out loud. “Well, if she’s supposed to be making you human, you’d better return her, because it’s not working.”

      He started to turn toward her again, and Bree drew back. She may have poked this bear one time too many. But the kitchen door started to open, and Cole stilled and went back to the intense study of his drink.

      Ty walked through the doorway and checked the atmosphere in the room before he turned to Bree.

      “Your burger will be ready in a few minutes, ma’am. So where are you headed?”

      She stammered then steadied her voice. “Um... I’m actually headed right here, to Russell. I’m...vacationing for a few weeks. I wanted some peace and quiet, you know? I was told to stop in town and ask for directions to Miss Nell’s farm.”

      “Miss Nell? You’re renting Nell’s cottage? For vacation? In Russell?” Ty shook his head and chuckled. “Well, that’ll be quiet, for sure. Where you from?”

      “Southern California.”

      Cole let out another snort. She sent him a dark look.

      “What?” she snapped.

      He just shrugged and avoided Ty’s warning glare. Ty turned back to Bree.

      “Would you like another glass of wine?”

      She stared at her empty glass.

      “Gee, Ty, I wouldn’t want to offend your brother’s sensibilities by ordering more wine. Maybe I should try what he’s having.”

      Cole let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “You’d hurt yourself, honey.”

      Oh, no, he didn’t. “Let’s make one thing clear. I am not your honey.” She impulsively reached for Cole’s glass. His hand shot out so quickly she didn’t see it move until he grabbed her wrist. His fingers were as hard as his eyes, and she gasped at the feel of his calloused skin on hers.

      Ty’s voice dropped to a growl. “Cole, I’ll throw you out the door myself if you don’t let her go. What the hell is wrong with you today?”

      Cole pierced her with his eyes, and he didn’t let go. His voice was low and threatening.

      “Don’t start something you can’t finish...honey.”

      They glared at each other, then he released her hand and pushed it away, causing some of the golden liquor to slosh over the rim of the glass onto her fingers. She kept her eyes locked on his as she lifted his glass to her lips and emptied it. His eyebrows rose just enough that she knew he was surprised, even if his expression remained carved in stone. Both men probably expected her to have a coughing fit or some other girlish reaction, but they were going to be disappointed. She welcomed the burn as the strong drink warmed its way to her stomach. After setting the glass on the counter, she slowly licked the spilled whiskey from the tips of her fingers. Cole’s nostrils flared just a bit at that move.

      “Not bad.” She shrugged, and Ty laughed.

      “Day-um, woman. You may look city, but you sure act and drink country!”

      She grinned and looked down at what she considered to be casual traveling clothes. She was wearing a pale green broomstick skirt with ballet flats and a simple ivory knit top. Her dark red hair was long and straight, enhanced with several hundred dollars’ worth of extensions. In Russell, North Carolina, she probably looked like a cover girl.

      She was just starting to respond when the door from the kitchen opened again. A teenage girl walked through it, carrying a plate holding a delicious-looking burger. Bree guessed she was around fifteen; pretty in a wholesome, cheerleader sort of way. She had long blond hair and lightly tanned skin, with big brown eyes. Those eyes snapped to a halt when she saw Bree.

      A lot of things happened very quickly in the next few seconds. The girl nearly dropped the plate, but Ty caught it just as the burger was ready to slide to the floor.

      “Emily! Watch what you’re...”

      Emily was reaching for something in her back pocket as her eyes grew even wider.

      “Oh. My. God. You’re Bree Mathews! Right here in The Hide-Away! Oh, my God! No one’s going to believe this!”

      Bree saw the iPhone in Emily’s hand. The girl was raising it to take a photo. An image of Bree blasted out to the internet would ruin her plans to hide here in Russell. She jumped to her feet and reached for the phone with a distressed cry. Cole stood and grabbed Bree’s wrist, yanking her back and closer to him. Ty snatched the phone from Emily’s hand. They all stared at each other in confusion, panic and anger.

      Ty was the first to speak. “Emily! What is wrong with you? Is it a full moon today or what? Everyone’s going full-bore crazy around here! And Cole, for the last time, get your effing hands off that woman!”

      Bree was close to his side now, and the heat emanating from his body took her breath away. His grip was rough, just short of painful. He glared down at her then back at his brother.

      “She grabbed for my niece and I damned sure want to know why.”

      Ty nodded in understanding. “I get that. But everyone’s safe now, so let her go.”

      Cole looked down at Bree, and her face flamed with humiliation. This day was turning into one hot, glorious mess. He slowly loosened his hold on her, and she took a step away, rubbing her wrist.

      “Emily.” СКАЧАТЬ