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The garage.
The car.
How’s about we stay warm by lighting it on fire?She shook her head to clear the morbid image and Grant turned suddenly and followed her eyes to the garage.
“Shit.” A short puff of air accompanied the expletive.
Melinda stared at him.
“I never want to see that damned car again.” His breath heaved.
“I have to agree with you,” she said, unable to tear her gaze from his. He dropped the head of the axe to the ground with a thump.
“I’m trying, Melinda,” he said, the words hard from exertion. “All I can do now is keep you safe. Keep you comfortable until they come. That’s the best I can do.”
She blinked.
He was pleading.
Not for himself, she realized. What for? She cocked her head. Not for his safety. What was it, then? Ah. For her forgiveness. He was asking her to understand that he was trying to right the wrongs he’d committed.
What on earth did she do with that? Because...she kind of liked it.
Excuse me, what the hell?her mind inquired. This guy might not be a murderer, but he’s not a decent human being.
Grant’s eyes smoldered. Could hazel eyes smolder?
Heat curled through Melinda’s chest and her lips parted.
Back off, her mind warned. This is neither the time nor the place. It doesn’t matter how chivalrous he is today. Where was that attitude yesterday? Yesterday! Have you forgotten yesterday? Does the phrase “Please, Gerald, please” ring any bells?
Melinda sidestepped her conscience. “It’s stopped snowing for a minute. I’d like to go for a walk. Will you take me?” She blushed at her choice of words as the testosterone wafted off him like steam. Her lashes veiled her eyes as she gauged his reaction.
Grant leaned his axe against the un-split wood and moved toward her.
“I would love...”
A step.
“...to take you...”
Another step.
“...on a walk,” he finished, toe-to-toe with her now, his chest slowing as he regained his breath.
She froze.
Did he really just say that?
He did.
Did he mean what she thought he meant?
Um, he really did.
What the hell was he thinking?
Chemistry, that’s what he was thinking.
