“Matt and Tod are downstairs,” I informed him. He reached beyond me and shut the door. “Lee! I’m in the middle of making macaroni salad and there are bullet holes in my fence! This has got to stop and you’re supposed to be the one stopping it.” He pulled me into him, close enough for my breasts to brush his chest. A rush of electricity shot through my body as his arms slid around me. “I don’t get a taste of you soon, I’m givin’ up the search and takin’ you to my cabin in Grand Lake. No phones, no cell coverage, no buzzer. Anyone knocks on the door and I’m shooting them.”
