is like. Trust me, irate moneylenders are the least of my worries.>
And he was. She was surprised by how tempting his offer was. She wanted to talk to someone.
She shifted in the bed, ready to sleep.
But Andy’s message stopped her.
She grinned, his answer changing her mood.
She laughed.
Of course he couldn’t let it go.
Weariness suddenly flattened her.
Why couldn’t he leave her alone? She didn’t want him prying into her mind or her pathetic life.
He had no idea how tempting that was. But he didn’t mean it. Andy was just doing his job and she had toremember that. Her fingers flew over the keypad.
She wasn’t going to admit to any guilt about that.
For some reason, she cheered up.
She wasn’t going there. Kissing Andy McTavish again would be dangerous. That mouth should be licensed as a weapon. And the taste of him, so seductive. When he had kissed her, her mind had stopped functioning.
She shoved her phone under her pillow and settled herself to sleep, with no idea why she was smiling.
Eventually Andy gave up on sleep. There was nothing more from Roz, the house was silent and he was still awake. He would go for a run. Lord knows he could do with the exercise. After changing into his running gear he made hisway through the darkened halls. It would be dawn in an hour or so. He could work up a sweat by then.
He ran around the back of the house, his feet crunching loudly on the gravel. His warm breath fogged on the cool pre-dawn air.
‘Who’s that?’
Andy skidded to a halt as he recognized the voice. ‘What the fuck? Paddy, is that you?’
The old stable hand had been with the family for over forty years. Andy clapped him on the shoulder and was rewarded with a gap-toothed grin. ‘Andy, I heard you were back. What the hell are you doing running around the place in the middle of the night?’
‘I might ask you the same question.’
A guarded look crossed the old man’s face. ‘Me and the boys have been taking turns watching the place since, well you know …’
Andy’s inbuilt radar for trouble kicked in. ‘Since what?’
‘Since the night your father had the heart attack.’
Dawn was long past by the time Andy dragged every scrap of information he could from Paddy and the other stable lads. Four teenagers in a stolen car had thought Lough Darra was an easy target for a robbery. They hadn’t reckoned on his father coming at them with a hunting rifle loaded with blanks.
Dougal had
And he was. She was surprised by how tempting his offer was. She wanted to talk to someone.
But Andy’s message stopped her.
She grinned, his answer changing her mood.
She laughed.
Of course he couldn’t let it go.
Weariness suddenly flattened her.
He had no idea how tempting that was. But he didn’t mean it. Andy was just doing his job and she had toremember that.
She wasn’t going to admit to any guilt about that.
For some reason, she cheered up.
She wasn’t going there. Kissing Andy McTavish again would be dangerous. That mouth should be licensed as a weapon. And the taste of him, so seductive. When he had kissed her, her mind had stopped functioning.
She shoved her phone under her pillow and settled herself to sleep, with no idea why she was smiling.
Eventually Andy gave up on sleep. There was nothing more from Roz, the house was silent and he was still awake. He would go for a run. Lord knows he could do with the exercise. After changing into his running gear he made hisway through the darkened halls. It would be dawn in an hour or so. He could work up a sweat by then.
He ran around the back of the house, his feet crunching loudly on the gravel. His warm breath fogged on the cool pre-dawn air.
‘Who’s that?’
Andy skidded to a halt as he recognized the voice. ‘What the fuck? Paddy, is that you?’
The old stable hand had been with the family for over forty years. Andy clapped him on the shoulder and was rewarded with a gap-toothed grin. ‘Andy, I heard you were back. What the hell are you doing running around the place in the middle of the night?’
‘I might ask you the same question.’
A guarded look crossed the old man’s face. ‘Me and the boys have been taking turns watching the place since, well you know …’
Andy’s inbuilt radar for trouble kicked in. ‘Since what?’
‘Since the night your father had the heart attack.’
Dawn was long past by the time Andy dragged every scrap of information he could from Paddy and the other stable lads. Four teenagers in a stolen car had thought Lough Darra was an easy target for a robbery. They hadn’t reckoned on his father coming at them with a hunting rifle loaded with blanks.
Dougal had
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