Читать книгу A Cold Creek Secret - RaeAnne Thayne - Страница 2

A man was staring at her.

Not just any man, either. He was tall, perhaps 6'1” or 6'2", with short dark hair and blue eyes, powerful muscles and a square, determined sort of jaw. He was just the sort of man who made her most nervous, the kind who didn’t look as if they could be swayed by a flirty smile and a sidelong look.

He was staring at her as if she had just sprouted horns out of the top of her head. She frowned, uncomfortable with his scrutiny though she couldn’t have said exactly why.

She had no clear memory of arriving here, only a vague sense that something was very wrong, that someone was supposed to help her sort everything out.

She looked at the man again, registering that he was extraordinarily handsome in a clean-cut sort of way.

Had she been looking for him? She blinked, trying to sort through the jumble of her thoughts.

Then suddenly she remembered.

Baby. The baby. Her baby.