The Man Behind the Pinstripes. Melissa Mcclone

      Mission accomplished. If he felt like a jerk he had only himself to blame. “I said I’d help. I only told you the truth.”

      He didn’t look as if he believed her. They were even. She didn’t trust him.

      “As you see it,” he said.

      She met his gaze straight on. “I could say the same about your truth.”

      They stood there locked in a stare down.

      Stalemate.

      “At least we know where we stand,” he said.

      Becca wasn’t so certain, but she knew one thing. Being with Caleb was like riding a gravity-defying roller coaster. He left her feeling breathless, scared to death, and never wanting to get on again. She didn’t like it. Him.

      She held up his jacket. “And just so you know, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for Gertie.”