Cowboy Commando. Joanna Wayne
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Название: Cowboy Commando
Автор: Joanna Wayne
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика
Серия: Mills & Boon Intrigue
isbn: 9781408917336
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Still, Linney doubted she’d get much sleep tonight.
CUTTER STOOD on the back porch of the house staring into the darkness. No night goggles the way he’d had on nights like this in the Middle East when he’d peered into pockets of danger that lurked behind every tree.
Tonight there was just a Texas moon, its silvery light filtering through the pines and painting shadows that danced in the slight evening breeze. But inside the house where he’d grown up, mere feet away, the woman whose image had haunted him night after night for the last six years was showering and getting ready to spend the night under his roof.
He’d told himself he was over her, that the skyrockets that had lit up his life for those five days and nights of lovemaking had never been as fantastic as they seemed. It was just that they followed on the heels of the endless days of BUD/S training.
Nice theory. Too bad that seeing the machine gun pointed at her head had blown the hell out of it. He’d make certain he wasn’t stupid enough to let those uncontrollable desires take hold again.
But there wasn’t a chance he’d walk away while she was in danger. Even if she went to the police or the FBI or hired a dozen bodyguards, he wouldn’t be able to retreat from the situation until he knew she was safe.
Not that danger had ever deterred him.
Like that night in Afghanistan when he’d dropped from the helicopter with two other team members. They’d carried their full packs as they’d climbed the steep grade to the spot where Henry had last been heard from.
Sweat had dripped from Cutter’s body until he was soaking wet as they’d tramped and cut their way through the heavy underbrush where one wrong step could have sent them plunging to their death.
The difference was that Cutter had understood the danger then. The threat against Linney made no sense at all. If Dane had killed his wife and covered his tracks well, which he would surely have known how to do, then why risk killing Linney just because she’d made a useless trip to the police station?
A piercing ring broke his concentration. Not his cell phone, so it was either someone calling Merlee or Linney. He hurried through the back door and found Linney’s phone on the counter.
He checked the ID. Dane Colley. Ringing phone in hand, Cutter rushed down the hall to the master bedroom that Linney was using and knocked on the door.
“What is it?”
“You have a call from Dane.”
The door flew open, but Linney didn’t make a grab for the phone. Instead, she just stood there, wearing a white T-shirt that she must have pulled from Merlee’s closet. The shirt fell off one shoulder and barely skimmed her private area.
The sight of her like that affected Cutter like a streak of lightning, all fire and hot desire. He pushed the phone into Linney’s hands.
“Answer it.”
Finally, they might find out what was going on in Dane Colley’s mind.
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