“I guess we blew our chance.”
“Big-time,” Nathan said.
“Even if we were still attracted to each other … and I’m not saying I am, but if we were, we have completely separate lives now. I made a life for myself in New York. And you have a family here. Unless either of us were willing to relocate—”
“So, are you saying that you’re not attracted to me?”
Men and their pride. “I never said that.”
“And you call me elusive,” he said.
He was using her own words against her. And he seemed … closer than he’d been a minute before. “I was speaking hypothetically,” she told him.
Yes, he was definitely closer now. So close she could make out his individual features in the dark. So close she had to tilt her chin up to meet his gaze. And when she did, when their eyes locked, something in the air shifted.
“So, are you or aren’t you?”
The Sheriff’s Second Chance
Michelle Celmer
MICHELLE CELMER is a bestselling author of more than thirty books. When she’s not writing, she likes to spend time with her husband, kids, grandchildren and a menagerie of animals.
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For my Mom,
who never once doubted that I would be a success
For my Dad,
who continues to support and encourage me
For Charles,
who is not just a kick-ass editor, but a friend
For Melissa,
whose faith in me has driven my career since she bought my first book
For my children and grandchildren,
who never fail to remind me of what’s important
And finally, for Steve, whose strength has taught me
that giving up is never an option
Contents
Chapter One
The instant Deputy Sheriff Nathan Jefferies pulled his cruiser into the diner lot and saw his dad, P.J., standing out front instead of waiting inside like he always did, he knew something was up. He grabbed the phone he’d lobbed onto the dash when he’d walked Cody into day care, and, sure enough, there were two missed calls from his dad and two more from his mom.
By the time he killed the engine and climbed out of the car, his dad was standing at the driver’s side door—definitely not their usual routine. “Something wrong?”
The old man shrugged. “I just thought maybe we could try someplace different for a change.”
Someplace different? Was his dad forgetting where they lived? With a population of 1,633, Paradise, Colorado, didn’t exactly have a huge selection when it came to dining establishments. There was Joe’s Place, but that didn’t open until lunch, and there was Lou’s Diner. Aside from those, and the Howard Johnson’s on the highway several miles east of town, there wasn’t anywhere else within twenty miles to get a decent breakfast. Or any breakfast for that matter.
Something was definitely up. “What’s going on, Dad?”
His dad sighed and rubbed a hand across a jawline beginning to sag with age. “Son, she’s back.”
Nate wasn’t sure what was more pathetic: that he knew exactly who “she” was, or that he still gave a damn after all these years.
He steeled himself against the residual sting of rejection, the burn of betrayal that still seared his heart like acid.
“Was bound to happen eventually, I s’pose,” his dad said. “She couldn’t stay away forever.”
Not forever. Just seven years.
Seven years with no explanation of why, after two years together, she’d packed her bags and left town. Nothing but that pathetic excuse for an apology she’d sent him weeks later.
Dear Nate, I’m so, so sorry...
Nate shook away the memory.
“We could skip breakfast today, son. We don’t have to go in there.”
Nate blinked.