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She sensed a story there—one she wouldneverwrite down. Before she could ask, he dropped his hand from hers and opened the truck door.
She looked out the windshield, for the first time noticing not only had they stopped but were parked in front of a bungalow. The deep blue color lent the place a charming air that she didn’t see back in East Canon.
“Where are we?”
“Our safehouse. Weren’t you listening when Livingston said it was on a lake?”
Her jaw dropped as she realized not only was the bungalow nestled in a sun-dappled wooded lot but beyond the structure, she caught glimpses of water between tree branches.
She hopped out of the truck so fast that she almost fell over, but she landed on the rubber soles of her high-top sneakers.
Clay was at her door, taking her by the elbow to steady her before she fully straightened. “You should be more careful.”
“You should stop telling people what to do.” She ducked under his arm—an easy feat when she was so much shorter than he was—and took off for the bungalow.
What she wanted to see was the lake. Colorado had over four thousand lakes and reservoirs, and Lark hadn’t seen nearly enough of them. She walked quickly, not caring if Clay followed but knowing he wouldn’t let her out of his sight.
When she stepped out of the trees onto a sandy shore and looked across the water with sun dancing on it like jewels, she sucked in a breath.
“From this minute on, I’m going to make it my mission to see every body of water in the state.” She wrapped her arms around her middle and issued a happy sigh.
Clay swung his stare from her to the lake and back again. “I’ve never heard a goal so wonderful.”
A smile stretched over her lips. “It would be even better to have a sidekick. Don’t you think?” She turned her head to find him staring.
He gave a jerky nod. “I do. Now are you finished out here? I need to get to work.”
“Do you promise to let me come out here again? I’d like to sit and watch the sun set.”
His stare cut over her hair and face, his eyes softening. “We can make that happen. But right now, I’ve got to find some criminals.”
Her sneakers sank lightly into the damp earth as she stepped up to him and looped her arm through his.
ChapterTwelve
Clay’s eyes stung from staring at a screen so long. He dug his thumb and forefinger into them until stars of light sparked behind his lids.
An arm banded around his chest and he felt the tiny point of a chin dig into his shoulder. The scent of Lark’s shampoo filled his nose.
“Why don’t you take a break? You’ve been looking up information on this guy for hours.”
He lowered his hand, covering Lark’s forearm where it crossed his chest. “He’s out there on the loose. A threat to all those people he wanted to hurt when I stopped him the first time.”
She made a humming noise that grounded him in the present. Right here, right now, with Lark’s arm around him and her sweet-smelling shampoo flooding his senses, he couldn’t remember a time he felt so supported.
Comforted.
God, that felt good. Amazing, even. Touching her curvy body and making her scream was one thing, but this?
It was everything.
“Well, did you find him?” she asked.
When he nodded, his cheek rubbed against hers. The harsh scrape of his beard on her sensitive skin made him think of rubbing it on other parts of her body. Parts that would grow pink, then red if he were rough enough.
“Where is he?”
“I’m not sure of an exact location, but he’s been on the forum under the alternate name he uses and doesn’t think anybody knows about.”
