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From the moment he’d caught her snooping on his property, Meghan Edwards knew Nicholas Hawkinson was the man she’d been looking for. But would this dark, secretive stranger help her solve the mystery of her sister's death?
Nicholas Hawkinson wanted nothing to do with the city-girl photographer who asked too many questions. Five years ago the people of Ashton had been all too quick to accuse him of murder. They still considered him the town’s black sheep, a bad boy at best and a killer who got away with it at most. The smartest thing for both of them would be to never mention Heather again.
Her sister was dead, and Meghan knew it wasn't suicide. So did Nick. Whether he liked it or not, Ashton’s most dangerous man was the only one who could help her now. And Meghan wasn't leaving until she'd unraveled this sleepy little town's secret--or died trying.
260 Pages, Spicy
Print ISBN: 1-60154-482-0
Excerpt
Meghan wanted answers…
Forcing herself to leave the barn, she spied a battered pickup parked on the street. The license plate had been issued in Texas. The truck’s cooling engine pinged at her accusingly. She recalled Hawkinson’s unkempt appearance, the exhaustion she’d seen in his face.
No wonder he’d been in no mood to entertain her curiosity. He’d obviously been on the road a few days.
“Damn.”
Her timing stank. Meghan looked up and down the maple-and-oak-lined street, her disappointment at her latest failure to obtain information about Hawk leaving her feeling as wilted as an unwatered plant. The weather channel predicted another week of record high June temperatures for western New York. More bad timing. She sighed. At least the air wasn’t steaming with humidity, like it was in D.C. Just oven-hot and relentlessly dry.
The hairs on the back of her neck prickled. She knew without looking that Nicholas Hawkinson stood at the loft door, watching her. The sensation of dark eyes burning into her back made her want to turn around and wave out of spite, but she didn’t. She couldn’t antagonize the man, not when she needed his answers.
She broke into a smile, imagining the look on his face when he realized she was staying in the bungalow across the street.
