safe… and sane. And, he believed her! She knew it by the conviction in which he spoke. There was none of that doubt in his eyes…none of that pity that she was so used to seeing.
She nodded jerkily, trying hard to fight the tears that were stinging her eyes. All she wanted was to wrap her arms around him. Thank him for believing her. Thank him for making her believe that she finally had someone on her side…someone who didn’t think that she was certifiably insane.
“Would you like some wine?” he asked, and she nodded again, unable to find her voice to answer him. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll go find you one of my shirts to sleep in and then get us a glass.” He gazed at her silently a moment, undeniable heat in his eyes, before clearing his throat and disappearing down the hall.
***
Katherine walked unsteadily to the sofa and sat down, realizing that his wonderful scent filled the house; that outdoorsy, spicy scent that was all Cole. It was rugged, and masculine…and amazing. It wafted through the air like a calming embrace and she felt a little shiver run across her. This was all so surreal. What was she doing here?
She tucked her legs under her and took a long, steadying breath. This was completely insane! In her twenty-five years she had never been so drawn to anyone the way she was to the dangerous, Cole McKenzie. She couldn’t understand it, but when he was near her she felt…alive. For the first time in almost ten years, she felt…almost normal. She knew that this was dangerous. That she should leave…but she just couldn’t find the resolve to do it. There was peace here, something that she hadn’t felt in a very long time.
“This should work,” Cole said, coming back into the room and handing her a T-shirt and pair of boxers and she could instantly feel the heat rise up her neck. Oh, my God! His boxers ? Really? She cleared her throat nervously and held up the shirt.
Detective Cop-a-feel
She looked up into his face and tried to hide the small smile that was threatening to curve her mouth. She arched a brow at him and watched as he shifted uncomfortably.
“It was a gag gift from the guys when I made senior detective,” he explained with a quick, embarrassed cough. “I figured since I’ve ever worn it…” he trailed off a moment, fidgeting slightly, and Katherine wanted to burst out laughing. “The bathroom is right through there if you’d like to change while I get our wine.”
Katherine stood, thankful for the reprieve, and walked off in the direction that he had indicated, trying hard to hide her blush….and her smile.
***
Cole shook his head in disgust as he watched her intently as she left the room. Jesus! What in the hell had he been thinking giving her that shirt? Cole groaned as he headed off to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of Merlot. He braced his hands against the sink as he silently reprimanded himself for being such an ass. What in the hell was wrong with him? It was as if his damn brain went on vacation when she was around! Shit! He felt like a damned teenager.
He poured them each a glass and walked back into the living room, only to find her curled up in the corner of the couch, dressed in his t-shirt and boxers , and to say that is was a turn on was a huge understatement. It was fucking earth-shattering! God, he was such an ass!
She looked so damn stunning sitting there and Cole felt an uncomfortable tightening in his trousers. Shit! This wasn’t good. He quickly held out her glass and sat down on the opposite end of the sofa; praying that he could get his libido under control. He needed to find out what in the hell had happened tonight. That look of fear in her eyes had cut him to the quick. It had brought out a fierce need to keep her safe.
“Can you tell me what happened tonight, Katherine,” he finally asked softly, hoping to keep the subject on a professional level. It was hard enough having her in his home without pulling her into his