Completely alone.
Are you all right? Gabe asked.
No, she wasnt. Reality was even harsher in the early-morning light than it had been in the darkness. She was in the middle of a bayou with a man she didnt know. She had no memory. And someone wanted her dead. Not the best way to start the day. Oh, and she was scared. Add to that a wicked headache and what felt like an overwhelming need for a cup of coffee, and it didnt seem she had a lot to look forward to.
Leigh leaned against the truck and tried to catch her breath. So, what happens now? she asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.
With catlike grace, Gabe slid off the seat and stood beside her. He brought his shoulder holster and gun with him, draping it over his arm. We try to find out whos behind this and then get you to a safer place.
At least he seemed to think that was possible. She wasnt so sure anymore. Maybe there were no safe places to go.
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Still shirtless, the sunlight danced over his deeply tanned chest. And the jeans. God, the jeans. They gloved parts of him that she wished werent so gloved.
Those were things she definitely shouldnt notice.
Still, it was hard not to notice and respond to him since he was an attractive man. Even if they hadnt shared a past she couldnt remember, that attraction probably would have still been there.
The attraction.
The emotions.
The uncertainty of their past.
Those things frightened Leigh almost as much as coming face-to-face with the person whod tried to kill her. Eventually, she would have to remember what had torn Gabe and her apart. Leigh wasnt exactly looking forward to reliving any of that.
Gabe lifted the lid on the storage bin in the bed of the truck. Muscles flexed as he fished around inside and came up with two bottles of water. I dont guess your memory returned overnight, huh? He passed one of the bottles her way.
Leigh shook her head. No memory. Just a headache and an unwanted physical attraction to the man who leaned against the truck beside her.
She didnt plan to ask him to put on his shirt. No sense letting him in on the fact there was a whirl of emotions she didnt understand, or want to feel. Emotions that included a good old-fashioned case of lust. She might not remember Gabe, but her hormones sure did.
He took a long drink of water. So, nothing about this place seems familiar?
Leigh looked around again, hoping shed missed something that would jar her memory. She hadnt. No, should it?
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