Читать книгу The Wharf - Carol Ericson - Страница 2
“You are not going to traipse down to the wharf alone at eleven o’clock at night.”
ОглавлениеA little thrill raced down Kacie’s back. She couldn’t help it. “He’ll never talk if he sees you there.
“Who said he’s going to see me?”
She waved her hand over Ryan’s imposing form. “Little hard for someone like you to blend in.”
“I have my ways.”
“As long as you stay out of sight. I don’t want you spoiling my meeting.”
“How about saving your life?” He pushed back from the table and stepped around it to pull her chair out for her. “Is that okay with you?”
She nodded as silly schoolgirl butterflies took flight in her belly.
She’d have to watch herself with this man, in more ways than one. Because she couldn’t let a sexy grin and a pair of strong arms deter her from exacting her revenge.
