Once outside the diner, Avri jerked her arm away from Josh's heavy possessive hand."So, who was the crude dude back there? Do you know him?" Josh asked."He's an old high school friend. We all grew up together." Avri spit out the words choking her, while her blood pounded in her head. She walked toward her car, pulling her coat closed against the cold night air, as Josh followed. If he expected a kiss goodnight, he was going to be extremely disappointed.She wanted to get away as fast as she could. She had to deal with the feelingsGod, there were so many emotions slammed at her right now. She felt everythingpain and anguish, pity and anger to carnal desire from standing so close to Dillon. She could have reached out and touched him. Almost. And she'd wanted to touch him so badlyto fall into his familiar embrace and inhale his scent, to return to the night when they'd made love and their son."Not a very friendly man, is he?" Josh commented as he looked back at the closed door. She
Restless, Dillon paced the front porch of Chase's house. All he could think about was how much he wanted to see and talk to Avri. Now was the right time. He was ready. Past ready.Jumping over the few front steps, he jogged to the barn. The sun had already gone down and the night air had turned cold. He drove his new truck into Saddle Creek.He parked, staring at a house he almost didn't recognize. When he'd visited there many years ago, chasing one of the Sutter girls, the yard was almost bare with tall weeds growing around the front porch. Now, the yard was lush, and flowery shrubs grew along the walkway and the front porch. He wasn't familiar with this house; this house was so much more. Avri had done some renovations, and he liked what she'd done. It looked like herwarm, welcoming, and home.Walking toward the front porch steps, he hesitated and stopped, twirled around and took three steps back.No, I want to see her, talk to her. I'm ready.He pivoted and strode to the front
Dillon's eyes popped open; his body on full alert. In the darkness he could feel warm flesh against his. His hearing intense, he lay motionless in complete silence. Something woke him, but he couldn't see or hear anything. Then the scent of lavender floated in the air. He closed his eyes, searching for reality. He'd had the same dream so many times but this appeared to be real.He reached out his hand and touched soft, smooth flesh. Avri.It wasn't a dream. It was real. He was home. Home with Avri again.He didn't want to disturb her so he lifted the covers and slid out. He stood by the bed; a feeling of de ja vu compressed his chest. Grabbing his clothes from the floor, he stealthily left the room. As he dressed in the hall he listened intently for any sound of her arousal. With none, he made his way to the front door. Along the way his eyes were drawn to a small metal car, bright red, lying on the edge of a step. Did she have children? Staring at the small plaything he walked back
Josh Hawkins often worked late. He liked the solitude and knowing for sure there was no one hovering outside his open office door. Alone at his computer, he pulled up the Swiss bank account he'd created when he'd first started this gig. He'd accumulated quite a bit of money in a short period of time. Proud, he patted his chest. Although posing as a fake venture capitalist, he'd been successful after numerous jobs throughout his career. Relocation and new identity was frequently necessary, but he had a blast meeting new people from all over the country and stealing their money.As much as he hated to admit it, he'd fallen hard for Avri. He'd even tolerate her son, if it meant getting closer to her through the boy, but he'd never liked kids; never envisioned having any of his own. But for the opportunity to have Avri, he'd consider putting up with the little guy before he could get rid of the kid. Boarding school was always an option, if necessary.He'd never been able to get to second
Dillon left the office and headed out to Chase's ranch. He'd recently moved into the old Moser place to house sit for the winter while the elderly couple vacationed in a warmer climate. Arriving in town with few belongings meant getting a fully furnished place so this was perfect for him. Still kind of newlyweds, Chase and Lauren needed their privacy. Dillon unpacked a few special items into an empty drawer in the living roomstill not sure why he wasn't quite ready to part with the hand-carved, wooden-handled knife he'd stolen during his captivity or the memorable dog tags.A myriad of questions flew through Dillon's mind. Ready to ask Chase, Dillon hoped his old friend had some answers. He parked his truck beside Chase's and joined him on the front porch where he and his wife snuggled on the swing in the cool evening air.Dillon took off his hat and nodded to Lauren. "How's it going?""Good. Supposed to be a pretty sunset and get cold tonight. Not sure I'm ready for winter yet." Ch
After Drew fell asleep, Avri dozed off, half sitting, half laying on the soft comfortable love seat in the family room. Awakened by the sound of tires on gravel, she stepped to the front window in time to see a truck parked in her driveway.Dillon. It could only be him.Her hands trembled as she pulled her hair out of her face. Somehow, she needed to calm her heart and get herself under control. She jumped when she heard the knock on the front door. After a quick look up the stairs, she rushed to the door, hoping the sound hadn't disturbed Drew.She grabbed the doorknob but didn't turn it. Then she heard his voice calling her name, "Avri." The voice she'd yearned to hear call her name for far too many years. The voice she hoped could answer her many questions. The only voice that could make her nerves tingle.Avri didn't want him to wake Drew so she turned the knob and glanced up into his bright, blue eyes.She was taken aback by his appearance. Dressed in chino pants and a long-s
Avri was not going to back down from Dillon. She was a grown woman now, even with weakened knees. She moved away from him and sat on the side of the bed.Picking up her clothes, she moved to stand beside the bed while she pulled her sweater over her head, and then turned to him while zipping her skirt. "Where have you been all this time, Dillon? I need to know."He didn't answer right away, but she heard him breathing. "Why? Will it change the way you feel about me?""It would absolutely, if you have a wife and kids off somewhere." Avri stomped to the bedside table and turned on the lamp."No, no." He sat up and threw his legs over the side.Avri's hand flew to her mouth, and she gasped when she saw the crisscrossed scars on his back. Appalled, her mouth opened wide, anger fisted her hands over her lips.How could someone have done something like that to him? Her Dillon."I was trying to stay alive most of the time. There's never been anyone else for me, only you," Dillon paused
Outside Josh's house, Dillon sat in his car, patient. He'd sit here as long as he had too, eating cold pizza for breakfast if necessary. Now he was in his element. Dressed all in black, night goggles over his eyes, deputy badge on his belt with his handgun tucked in his shoulder holster, he opened his car door and stepped out on a pile of brush. Getting his bearings, he stretched and warmed up his stiff muscles.He observed the property from all sides. The houses in this neighborhood were spread outnice and quiet, no one around. The windows were open to the cool night air. Except for the windows on Josh's little house. They were closed tight, and some had bars across them. The house was dark. Maybe Josh had a make on his truck when he followed him and snuck out the back door.Making his way from cover to cover, he arrived soundlessly at the back door. He stood stock still against the aging building and listened. Hearing nothing, he proceeded to the nearest window without bars, about