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Celtic Bride. Margo Maguire
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isbn 9781474016537
Автор произведения Margo Maguire
Серия Mills & Boon Historical
Издательство HarperCollins
Jake considered the honest answer. True, he couldn’t have run the guy down. But he could have pulled the gun from his ankle holster and shot him—probably hit his mark, too. Even in the dark. In the rain. Although he hadn’t shot a man in the two years he could remember, Jake had the strongest feeling that he was able to make a shot like that. How else could a man handle a knife the way he could, and know so much about weaponry and choke holds and throwing a punch?
But there was honest, and then there was too much honesty. He suspected that informing Robin Carter he carried both a gun and a hunting knife, and that he possessed the skills to use them better than most, wouldn’t give her the reassurance she was looking for right now. He shook his head. “One good deed for the night’s all I got in me.”
“I asked you not to say things like that.”
“Look, lady—”
“Robin,” she corrected him. “I also asked you to call me Robin.”
He blew out a long sigh, conceding to her will—for the few moments longer he intended to be a part of her life. “Robin. You don’t really know me. You shouldn’t automatically trust me.”
“I trusted you because I had to. You haven’t disappointed me yet.”
Oh, hell. That sounded like some sort of relationship had been forged between them.
Jake was relieved as much as he was on edge when he heard the sirens in the distance outside. He nodded toward the back door where they’d come in. “You stay here with the kid. I’ll wait outside and show the police in.”
It was one thing to serve a cop a drink. It was something else to stand there and answer his questions, maybe come under scrutiny himself for wandering the streets so late at night. And being armed the way he was bound to raise a few suspicions.
Jake surmised the distance and direction of the approaching flashing lights. He paused for one shameless moment to admire the apple-shaped curve of Robin Carter’s backside, emphasized by the clinging hug of her wet jeans, as she bent over the bassinet, tending to her sleeping baby again.
The cops were close enough. She’d be safe.
“Thank you again, Mr. Lonergan. By the way, you never told me your first name...”
He never heard the end of her sentence. By the time she straightened from the bassinet, he was gone.
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