hiking boots. He was lean, tanned, fitâand alert, Lucy thought. That was the first thing sheâd noticed when sheâd met him all those years ago, just how alert he was. She could feel him taking in everything about her, from her sneakers to her wild hair.
He was worse than an ex-CIA agent. Maybe he was an ex-CIA agent. She suddenly realized she knew very little about him. What if sheâd taken her promise to Colin out of context, and Sebastian Redwing was the last person she should have asked for help?
She adjusted her shirt. âI thought you werenât interested in helping me.â
âIâm not.â
âThen go back to Wyoming.â She stepped past him and climbed onto the stone wall. âI didnât mean I wanted your help as in you sneaking around my woods. I wanted your opinion.â She looked back at him, breathing hard, fighting for some way to assert her control over the situation. âDo note my use of the past tense.â
âNoted.â
She took a deep breath. âI sure as hell didnât want you scaring me out of a tree.â
âI didnât scare you out of your tree. You scared yourself.â He stepped over the stone wall, tall enough he didnât have to climb up over the rocks piled up by long-ago farmers, probably his ancestors. âYou should find out what youâre dealing with before you react.â
âYeah, well, Iâm good with canoes and kayaks and snapping beans. Iâm not so good with men jumping out of the brush at me.â
He smiled. It was an unsettling smile, not meant, she felt, to reach his eyes. Which it didnât. âYou nailed me with your binoculars.â
âIt wasnât deliberate.â
He handed them back to her. âI used to climb that tree when I was a kid.â
His words brought her up short. He was, after all, Daisyâs grandson. Heâd sold this place to her. It was more his turf than hers, no matter whose name was on the deed.
Lucy went out into the field, more comfortable on open ground. âHow does it feel to be back here?â
He shrugged. âIâd forgotten how pesky mosquitoes can be.â
She slung the binoculars over her neck. âI never meant for you to come here.â
âWhat did you mean for me to do?â
âTell me I wasnât in any danger.â
There was still nothing she could reliably read in his eyes.
âAnd how was I supposed to know that without coming here?â he asked.
âInstincts and experience.â
âIn other words, I was supposed to release you from all your worries from the comfort of my hammock.â He eyed her a moment, then added in a low voice, âBelieve me, that would have suited us both.â
âI donât want you going to any trouble on my accountââ
âToo late.â
With a groan of frustration, Lucy started across the field. She took long strides, hoping to separate herself from Sebastian Redwing as fast as possible.
He didnât say a word. He didnât come after her.
She stopped dead in her tracks and swung around. He was just a few yards behind her, as tall and immovable as an oak. And sheâd all but invited him here. âYou can go back to Wyoming now.â
âI can do whatever I want to do.â
âYouâre trying to spook me. Well, forget it. Iâve been living out here, just me and the kids, for the better part of three years. I donât spook easily.â
âWhat about the bullet through your dining room window?â
âThatâs over. It was nothing. I was wrong.â
He shrugged. âMaybe, maybe not. No incidents since you got back from Wyoming?â
âNo. None.â She frowned, wondering if sheâd be less agitated if he werenât so damn calm. She was letting him get to her. She never let irritating people get to her. âWhen did you arrive?â
âA couple days ago.â
She held her
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