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half the time, we d have been in a world of hurt.
I suppose you re right. But I m still mad at him.
If that makes you happy, Connor said, feeling a smile pull at the
corners of his mouth.
They continued cleaning the cottage and unloaded the supplies into
the house. Jared had indeed remembered laundry soap, dish soap, hand
soap and bathroom cleaner.
Are you sure a woman didn t help him pack all this stuff?
No, I would imagine that he did it by himself. How would he explain
packing a truck to leave it on a runway? Why do you ask?
I have never known a single man who even thought about laundry
until they were down to their last pair of shorts, never mind one that
would remember to pack not just hand soap, but dish soap and laundry
soap, forget about the bathroom cleaner. He amazes me.
Does that mean you forgive him? Connor asked.
Not yet, but he s working his way back into my good graces. What
else is in that truck?
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Connor unloaded bags of groceries. I have no idea. But if there s
anything we desperately need, I ll find a way to get them as soon as
possible.
Samara started putting the groceries away. They had some of the
groceries still left from the things they had bought in Miami, but those
were more as a decoy than actual basics.
Luckily for them, Jared had gone all out. There was pasta, rice,
potatoes, canned chili, juice, tea, coffee, cereal, bread, bagels, tuna,
muffins, pancake mix, syrup, vegetables, and of course the ever
necessary macaroni and cheese.
Connor marveled at Jared s resourcefulness as he carried two coolers
into the kitchen.
Don t tell me he was able to get us milk too. Samara s mouth gaped
open in disbelief.
Not only milk, but eggs and butter.
What, no cheese?
I don t know, I haven t checked the blue cooler yet.
Samara took that one from his hand, and he unloaded the eggs and
milk into the refrigerator.
A gasp escaped from Samara as she lifted the lid. Connor saw her
rapt expression as he closed the heavy door.
What else did Jared bring? You look ready to canonize him. Did he
remember cheese? Connor hid his smile. He knew damn well what was
in the cooler.
Even better, chocolate ice cream, chocolate chip ice cream, and
chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. And they re all mine. Samara
clutched the dripping containers to her chest.
That s okay, he packed me beer. Connor smiled at her greed.
Why don t we unload the rest of that truck, grab the sleeping bags,
and indulge in our vices?
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I can handle that.
Now which flavor should I have first? In the end she took a spoon
and ate some out of all three.
Jared stared at the condominium in front of him. According to the
address given to him by Samara, this was where her doctor lived. Jared
had a hard time believing a doctor couldn t afford better than this.
It wasn t that the complex was run down, in fact, it was unbelievably
neat and orderly. The yards were well cared for, there were spring flowers
coming up in flower beds, the paint was fresh and the sidewalks swept
sparkling clean. It was a perfect place for a young couple just starting
out.
But the information he d unearthed on the good doctor revealed she
wasn t part of a young couple, she had been in her group practice for
three years, and was anything but a big spender.
She drove a seven-year-old car that she had paid off in three years.
She owned the condominium outright and apparently had no college
loans. Something was fishy. The puzzle pieces didn t line up right.
Jared felt compelled to do more than just drop off the phone with a
few terse instructions like he d originally planned. He wanted to meet
this conservative doctor. When things didn t add up, there was usually a
reason, and Jared was cursed with a mind that couldn t leave things
alone.
Parking his car on the street, he walked up to the gate and acted like
he had a card to swipe to get in. In reality he had a card that threw off
the mechanics of the lock for less than a minute. As long as no one else
tried to get in before that minute was up, he could get in undetected.
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He walked to the condo and checked the front door. It made sense
that she wouldn t use the front door, she would probably come in from
the garage. Her car was in the garage, so she should be home.
Jared had scoped out her hospital schedule, and she had come off
rounds an hour ago. He hoped to find her asleep, wake her up, give her
the phone and instructions, and be out before she could ask too many
questions
There was no way he wanted her involved in this any more than she
already was. He was having enough problems keeping Samara out of
trouble, the last thing he needed was another civilian to worry about.
He picked the lock on the door handle with ease he could pick
almost any lock in under thirty seconds. The dead bolt was another
story.
She was smart to use both. Most people who had dead bolts tended
to leave them unlocked because they were a pain to open. A normal
burglar would generally bypass a house with a dead bolt because for
most burglars the only way to get by one was to break the doorframe. Not
impossible, but time consuming.
Jared was not a normal burglar.
He took another, stronger pick out of his wallet and had the lock
sprung in less than a minute. Easing the door open he stepped through
quietly, he didn t want to wake her up until he d nosed around a bit.
He never got the chance.
You have ten seconds to tell me what you are doing breaking into my
house before I blow holes in your midsection. A gorgeous redhead held a
dainty looking handgun aimed right at his midsection.
She wore only a towel, and her hair dripped down her back. She
stood on the staircase back far enough so that Jared couldn t disarm her
without serious injury to himself. Her face was all business and she held
the gun with the posture that said she knew how to use it.
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Why don t you just point the gun in another direction, and I ll tell
you why I m here, Jared said in a very calm voice, raising his hands over
his head to show he was unarmed.
She pointed the gun at his groin. You now have five seconds, talk
quickly.
Okay. I m a friend of Connor s. He and Samara are in a little trouble,
and they are not able to have contact with anyone for the time being.
Samara had an, ah, accident and she wants to talk to you about it, but
she can t call you on a phone that can be traced. I have a phone and a
number for you to use so she can call you when she has other
questions.
You bought yourself a little more time. Using two fingers get the
phone out, dial the number, and then slide it over to me. If you move so
much as one extra muscle, I ll shoot you in the kneecaps and work my
way up until you stop moving. Do you understand me?
Loud and clear. Jared did not like being ordered around, especially
by a woman, especially at gunpoint, and most especially by a woman in a
towel, soaking wet, who he figured he could pick up with one hand. She
was precariously close to spilling out over the towel, and didn t seem in
the least bit worried about it. She must have ice water in her veins.
Most women would be screaming hysterically if they caught some
man walking through their front door. This one pointed a gun and gave
orders like a drill sergeant.
He very carefully did as she asked, but promised himself retribution
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half the time, we d have been in a world of hurt.
I suppose you re right. But I m still mad at him.
If that makes you happy, Connor said, feeling a smile pull at the
corners of his mouth.
They continued cleaning the cottage and unloaded the supplies into
the house. Jared had indeed remembered laundry soap, dish soap, hand
soap and bathroom cleaner.
Are you sure a woman didn t help him pack all this stuff?
No, I would imagine that he did it by himself. How would he explain
packing a truck to leave it on a runway? Why do you ask?
I have never known a single man who even thought about laundry
until they were down to their last pair of shorts, never mind one that
would remember to pack not just hand soap, but dish soap and laundry
soap, forget about the bathroom cleaner. He amazes me.
Does that mean you forgive him? Connor asked.
Not yet, but he s working his way back into my good graces. What
else is in that truck?
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Connor unloaded bags of groceries. I have no idea. But if there s
anything we desperately need, I ll find a way to get them as soon as
possible.
Samara started putting the groceries away. They had some of the
groceries still left from the things they had bought in Miami, but those
were more as a decoy than actual basics.
Luckily for them, Jared had gone all out. There was pasta, rice,
potatoes, canned chili, juice, tea, coffee, cereal, bread, bagels, tuna,
muffins, pancake mix, syrup, vegetables, and of course the ever
necessary macaroni and cheese.
Connor marveled at Jared s resourcefulness as he carried two coolers
into the kitchen.
Don t tell me he was able to get us milk too. Samara s mouth gaped
open in disbelief.
Not only milk, but eggs and butter.
What, no cheese?
I don t know, I haven t checked the blue cooler yet.
Samara took that one from his hand, and he unloaded the eggs and
milk into the refrigerator.
A gasp escaped from Samara as she lifted the lid. Connor saw her
rapt expression as he closed the heavy door.
What else did Jared bring? You look ready to canonize him. Did he
remember cheese? Connor hid his smile. He knew damn well what was
in the cooler.
Even better, chocolate ice cream, chocolate chip ice cream, and
chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. And they re all mine. Samara
clutched the dripping containers to her chest.
That s okay, he packed me beer. Connor smiled at her greed.
Why don t we unload the rest of that truck, grab the sleeping bags,
and indulge in our vices?
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I can handle that.
Now which flavor should I have first? In the end she took a spoon
and ate some out of all three.
Jared stared at the condominium in front of him. According to the
address given to him by Samara, this was where her doctor lived. Jared
had a hard time believing a doctor couldn t afford better than this.
It wasn t that the complex was run down, in fact, it was unbelievably
neat and orderly. The yards were well cared for, there were spring flowers
coming up in flower beds, the paint was fresh and the sidewalks swept
sparkling clean. It was a perfect place for a young couple just starting
out.
But the information he d unearthed on the good doctor revealed she
wasn t part of a young couple, she had been in her group practice for
three years, and was anything but a big spender.
She drove a seven-year-old car that she had paid off in three years.
She owned the condominium outright and apparently had no college
loans. Something was fishy. The puzzle pieces didn t line up right.
Jared felt compelled to do more than just drop off the phone with a
few terse instructions like he d originally planned. He wanted to meet
this conservative doctor. When things didn t add up, there was usually a
reason, and Jared was cursed with a mind that couldn t leave things
alone.
Parking his car on the street, he walked up to the gate and acted like
he had a card to swipe to get in. In reality he had a card that threw off
the mechanics of the lock for less than a minute. As long as no one else
tried to get in before that minute was up, he could get in undetected.
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He walked to the condo and checked the front door. It made sense
that she wouldn t use the front door, she would probably come in from
the garage. Her car was in the garage, so she should be home.
Jared had scoped out her hospital schedule, and she had come off
rounds an hour ago. He hoped to find her asleep, wake her up, give her
the phone and instructions, and be out before she could ask too many
questions
There was no way he wanted her involved in this any more than she
already was. He was having enough problems keeping Samara out of
trouble, the last thing he needed was another civilian to worry about.
He picked the lock on the door handle with ease he could pick
almost any lock in under thirty seconds. The dead bolt was another
story.
She was smart to use both. Most people who had dead bolts tended
to leave them unlocked because they were a pain to open. A normal
burglar would generally bypass a house with a dead bolt because for
most burglars the only way to get by one was to break the doorframe. Not
impossible, but time consuming.
Jared was not a normal burglar.
He took another, stronger pick out of his wallet and had the lock
sprung in less than a minute. Easing the door open he stepped through
quietly, he didn t want to wake her up until he d nosed around a bit.
He never got the chance.
You have ten seconds to tell me what you are doing breaking into my
house before I blow holes in your midsection. A gorgeous redhead held a
dainty looking handgun aimed right at his midsection.
She wore only a towel, and her hair dripped down her back. She
stood on the staircase back far enough so that Jared couldn t disarm her
without serious injury to himself. Her face was all business and she held
the gun with the posture that said she knew how to use it.
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Arianna Hart
Why don t you just point the gun in another direction, and I ll tell
you why I m here, Jared said in a very calm voice, raising his hands over
his head to show he was unarmed.
She pointed the gun at his groin. You now have five seconds, talk
quickly.
Okay. I m a friend of Connor s. He and Samara are in a little trouble,
and they are not able to have contact with anyone for the time being.
Samara had an, ah, accident and she wants to talk to you about it, but
she can t call you on a phone that can be traced. I have a phone and a
number for you to use so she can call you when she has other
questions.
You bought yourself a little more time. Using two fingers get the
phone out, dial the number, and then slide it over to me. If you move so
much as one extra muscle, I ll shoot you in the kneecaps and work my
way up until you stop moving. Do you understand me?
Loud and clear. Jared did not like being ordered around, especially
by a woman, especially at gunpoint, and most especially by a woman in a
towel, soaking wet, who he figured he could pick up with one hand. She
was precariously close to spilling out over the towel, and didn t seem in
the least bit worried about it. She must have ice water in her veins.
Most women would be screaming hysterically if they caught some
man walking through their front door. This one pointed a gun and gave
orders like a drill sergeant.
He very carefully did as she asked, but promised himself retribution
when she put the gun down. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]