The small town was supposed to be safe…
Kate Landry is tired of running. Thinking she’s safe, she settles in the small logging town of Chester, California to manage a cafe. She may be keeping a low profile, but she’s hoping to return to a normal life. When FBI agent Kyle Donovan visits to Chester to stay with a friend, and to recover from his latest case, he never expects to meet sexy barista Kate.
But someone is following Kate…
Kyle worries he brought trouble to her door, while Kate worries her dark past is coming after her.
With danger lurking around every corner, her safe haven isn’t as safe as she’d thought. Kate will finally have to trust someone enough to tell him her secrets. Secrets that may just get them killed…
She knew better than most that some guys couldn’t let go…
When they got back to the stairs leading up to her apartment, they stopped. The awkward silence was broken when they both spoke at the same time.
“Hey Kate, I’m so sorry I said…”
“Did you want to come upstairs?”
They both laughed at how awkward they were, and her words hit him.
She smiled. Putting her hands on his chest, she rose up to her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his. His shock wore off quickly, and he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her up to him. She laughed against his kiss, but when his bulge found her sweet spot, she moaned into his mouth. It had been far too long for her.
His hand slid down to her thigh, and he lifted her leg up to his hip. The kiss changed. The angle changed. It was deeper. He pulled her tighter against him. His hand left her waist and was on its way up her back, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. By the time he reached her neck, he slid his fingers through her hair and palmed her head. He held her there so she couldn’t move, and he plundered her mouth with his.
She nipped his lower lip and sucked it into her mouth for a second, having him instantly reaching down to his belt. But he stopped. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips and leaned his forehead against hers.
They were both breathing heavily.
“Why’d you stop?”
His eyelids lifted, and he looked at her quietly for a moment before answering. “Are you sure about this?”
Kate stepped back. “Are you…not? I mean, I’m not normally so forward, but I thought we both felt…”
Kyle cut her off. “Kate, stop, you’re perfect. It’s not you.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Is this where you tell me it’s not me, it’s you? Because seriously, I expected better from you.”
“No. Shit, Kate, that’s not what I was going to say. I’m fucking this all up.”
“Hey, it’s okay. I get it. You’re not interested. No hard feelings.” She had started edging up the stairs to her apartment while he’d been talking. Now she was almost halfway up.
Kyle followed her up. “Kate, that’s not what I meant. Just stop for a second.”
Kate had made it to her door when Kyle froze. Something had him turning around and scanning the dark night.
Kate noticed. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“Kate, get inside now.” The command was quiet, but it rang with enough authority that she quickly unlocked her door and slipped inside.
“Don’t turn on any lights. Lock the door and don’t open it for anyone but me. I’ll be right back.”
“What’s going on, Kyle?” Kate figured she ought to whisper.
He never looked at her, his eyes still scanning the night. “I’ll be right back.” He moved his hand to his hip. Did he have a gun? Holy crap, who was this guy? She’d gathered that he was a Navy SEAL, but she didn’t know much else. Well, that’s what happened when you asked out a stranger.