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Автор: Lori Foster
Издательство: HarperCollins
Серия: Mills & Boon M&B
Жанр произведения: Эротическая литература
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isbn: 9781472015242
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else.”

      “Who would I tell?”

      “Your friend Detective Riske. Or Lieutenant Peterson. I’d as soon not have to answer difficult questions.”

      “All right.” He set the plates on the table. “Unless it becomes necessary to tell someone else, I’ll keep your secret.” The toast popped up. Reese put a pat of butter on each piece.

      “It’s not a secret as much as it’s my private, personal business.”

      He handed her a napkin, touched her cheek and took his seat.

      Though he ate without pressuring her, Alice knew he still waited for an answer.

      “It’s strange,” she said after a bite of bacon. “But I think I trust you.”

      “That’s a start.”

      “I’m a good judge of character,” she said with a shrug. “You’re trustworthy.”

      “You think that because I’m a cop?”

      She laughed, realized how awful that sounded and covered her mouth with a hand. “No.” She shook her head. “No, being in law enforcement has nothing to do with it.”

      “Unfortunately, you’re right.” Without seeming indelicate, he ate so heartily that his food quickly disappeared.

      His statement made her curious. “Why do you say that?”

      “All that stuff that happened—the shooting in my apartment, I mean. There are a handful of cops on the force right now that aren’t honest, good cops. The lieutenant is doing her best to clear out the corruption, but it’s not easy. One bad cop is catastrophic. You get several working together, and the entire department is compromised.”

      “Your friend Logan?”

      “As trustworthy as they come.”

      “I thought so.” Yesterday, while she’d fretted, waiting to see if Reese would be okay, Logan Riske had pulled up with his brother and Pepper Yates. Alice had studied him for a short time, long enough to recognize in him the same attitude that Reese had.

      In a leap of faith, she’d explained to Detective Riske about the intruders with Reese in his apartment.

      “More of your intuition, huh?” He drank half his orange juice. “I gotta say, Alice, I’d love to know how you do it. How do you sift the good from the bad with little more than a glance?”

      It grew so quiet after that, they could hear Cash snoring under the table. Alice finished off a slice of bacon, wondered where to start and decided it didn’t really matter when it all ended the same way.

      “I was taken.”

      Everything about Reese sharpened; his attention, his posture. His warm concern. And something more, something like rage.

      Because he’s a good man, as well as a good cop, and he cares about others.

      He set aside his utensils. “You were kidnapped?”

      Oh, God, she hated hearing it said aloud. “And held captive.”

      “When?” He leaned toward her. “For how long?”

      Unwilling—even unable—to elaborate, she shook her head. “The only important detail is that I got away. And now that I’m free, I don’t take chances. That’s all I can say.”

      “I need more.”

      “I’m sorry, no.”

      Abruptly, he sat back. “Stop apologizing, damn it!”

      She smiled at his show of temper. “Honestly, Reese, I didn’t expect to ever tell anyone any of it. I don’t like to think about it. I definitely don’t want to talk about it.” Mired in confusion and conflicts, she reached a hand down to Cash and put her fingers in his fur. Contact with the dog always brought her composure. And oddly enough, exposure to Reese brought her that and other elusive emotions. Ones she’d feared she’d never again feel. That had to mean something, but what? Finding the right words wasn’t easy. “The thing is, I like you, when for the longest time I didn’t like anyone or anything, not even myself.”

      Reese held himself still and silent.

      “I’d gotten used to feeling...” She didn’t want to sound dramatic, but only one word would do. “Ugly.” Inside and out.

      With stark conviction, he stated, “You’re not.”

      He was the type of nice guy that would do his best to reassure her, only she didn’t need that from him. “Then I decided I was just plain.”

      Folding his brawny arms on the tabletop, he leaned closer again. “Far from it.”

      Her breath came faster, deeper. “The way you look at me, I know you must not think so.”

      “Tell me why you think it.”

      No, she couldn’t go there. For many, many reasons, not all of them her own, elaborating was impossible. “I can’t.”

      “Can’t, or won’t?”

      “Both, I guess.” Shoring up her courage, she met his piercing green eyes and saw the sympathy there. But she knew she didn’t deserve sympathy. She didn’t really deserve anything.

      Not after what she’d done, what she’d let happen.

      How cowardly she’d been. But not anymore.

      She’d been given a second chance, and by God, she would grab it with both hands.

      Reese had mentioned love. Love him, love his dog.

      Easy enough, since she’d lost her heart to Cash the second she’d met him. That Reese came with the dog, or vice versa...well, that could be a wonderful bonus.

      Her throat tightened. She’d come to accept that love was well out of reach. She hadn’t been worthy of love.

      Then.

      But now?

      She desperately wanted to explore the expanding emotions he inspired. Did she dare?

      She would never again be a coward.

      Clearing the constricting uncertainty from her throat, she forced herself to meet his gaze. He watched her so closely that she felt it right down to her heart. “When can you move back to your apartment?”

      The seconds ticked by. “In a hurry to get rid of me?”

      “Not at all.” Alice admitted the truth. “I’m hoping you still need a place to stay. That is, I hope you’ll want to stay here again.” And just in case he wasn’t getting it, she added, “With me.”

      He dropped back in his seat, his eyes closed, his expression frustrated. “You don’t pull your punches, do you?”

      When she’d so generously been offered a new lease on life, she’d vowed to be clear and concise in all things. She wanted Reese. For how much, she didn’t yet know, but she wanted to find out. “I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.”

      He half laughed and opened his eyes to watch her again.

      “You shouldn’t feel obligated to...do anything.” That sounded terrible. “I mean, you’re welcome to sleep here. On the couch.” Worse and worse, Alice. She screwed up her flagging courage and put on a serious face. “I wasn’t hitting on you, as Pam and Nikki do.”

      “I can tell the difference.”

      Of course he could. She felt like a fool.

      Reese smiled at her. “I would have asked, you know.”

      Tension eased from her shoulders. “You want to stay?”

      “For several reasons. First and foremost, after the excitement last night, you shouldn’t be alone. Yes, you’re