A Question Of Honor. Mary Wilson Anne
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down the sidewalk. He was heading in her direction. There were the leather jacket, faded jeans and boots she recognized. Adam, she thought, but now he had a dark Stetson pulled low to shadow his face. He walked quickly, an obvious destination in mind, and she wondered if he was searching for the man he’d argued with the night before.
As he got nearer, he glanced up and to his left, then waved to someone across the street and kept walking. As he got closer, she had to fight an impulse to move back from the window. But she stayed put as he came abreast of her on the other side of the glass. She looked down into her coffee, sure that he was going to pass without noticing her. She was wrong.
There was a tap on the window, and she looked up, knowing who she’d see. Adam. His intense gaze was on her, then the smile she’d seen last night, the one dimple exposed by the expression. He looked rugged and confident, as if he fit right in at Wolf Lake. She managed a nod, formed what she hoped was a pleasant smile for him, and all the while her heart was hammering against her ribs.
Please keep walking, she pleaded silently, but he had no intention of going past with a mere wave and a smile. He headed for the shop’s entrance, all but dwarfing the space. In a few strides he was at her table. Without hesitating or asking if it was okay, he pulled out a chair and sat across from her, taking off the Stetson and putting in on an empty chair by him.
His eyes flicked to her coffee. “I promise not to get too close to that,” he said with that wry grin.
Did the man know what effect he had on women, or was he one of those guys who didn’t have a clue? Staring into his dark eyes, she wasn’t sure. His smile was genuine, his body language showed ease, and if he smiled fully again, she wasn’t sure what she’d do. But she knew she wasn’t going to drink any more coffee. She kept her hands clasped in her lap under the table.
He glanced out the window, then back at her. “So how’s it going for you in Wolf Lake?”
“Good,” she said tentatively, “although I really haven’t seen much of what’s around here.”
His gaze held hers and that made her even more nervous. “Maybe you need a tour guide,” he said, one dark eyebrow lifted slightly.
Darn, he was... She erased that image, knowing any thoughts about him being sexy were out of order, especially given the circumstances. “No, I’m leaving today.” She hoped that was the truth. “I’m just getting a few things done before I go.”
For a moment she thought she saw a flash of disappointment in those eyes, but the recovery was so swift, she was sure she’d imagined it. “Well,” he murmured, “I hope you get back sometime, and if I’m here...” He shrugged. “Who knows?”
What she knew was that wouldn’t happen. That made her feel... She didn’t know, but it wasn’t pleasant. It was all so bizarre. At any other time, if Adam had sat down across from her, she would have definitely talked with him, got to know him a bit, to maybe let whatever he was hinting at blossom, but that was out of the question. “Who knows?” she repeated softly.
He frowned, his head tipped slightly to one side as if considering something. He leaned forward, his forearms on the table, his strong hands clasped together. He paused before he finally spoke again. “You know, to be honest, I’ve got the feeling that I’m a problem for you.” The smile was gone completely now.
Shock zinged through her, and she didn’t know what to say. A problem? “What?”
“Maybe not a problem, but I’m making you upset and I’m sorry for that.” She had a heart-stopping moment when his hand moved and she thought he was going to reach out and make contact with her. Thankfully, he didn’t. “I’m going out on a limb here, because I’m not sure what’s going on, but if you need help, someone to talk to, I’m a great listener.” She wasn’t sure what expression she had on her face because he quickly added, “Just someone to talk to.”
His offer was genuine, she could sense that, and that was what terrified her. He could tell she was alone, that she had no one to confide in and that she would have loved to have that luxury.
What scared her the most was his reading her so perfectly when she’d thought she was being so outwardly contained. “No,” she sputtered, her panic rising to the surface. “There’s nothing, not anything.” She tried to slow herself down, to actually sound as if she were fine. “But it was good meeting you,” she said, acknowledging how much she really meant that. She reached for her wallet. “I need to go.”
Adam stood, looked down at her, and her knees felt weak. He spoke softly. “Have a good life. Just remember, I’ll be coming back here more often now.”
“I don’t think I’ll be back, but if I am...”
“Look for me?” When she didn’t answer his question, he added, “There is something that I need to ask you, though.”
She braced herself for any lie she had to tell to get out of there. “What’s that?”
“Who are you?”
She felt a rush of anxiety flood her senses. “Ex...cuse me?” she managed.
“If I come back, I need to know who to ask about. You never told me your name.”
Oh. If she could have done a backflip out of joy at such a simple question, she would have done it. But all she did was take a breath before answering him. “Faith.”
“Faith,” he murmured, that smile flitting at the corners of his mouth. “Faith.”
She nodded and moved past him to get to the door.
She stepped out onto the street, turned abruptly to go and noticed at the first corner she came to that she’d gone in the wrong direction to get to the inn. She could see Manaw’s garage two blocks ahead. She felt too unnerved to care at that moment and just kept going until she got to the next corner. She darted a look behind her.
Adam was nowhere to be seen. Who are you? he’d asked. The words had contained as much force as a physical punch.
She pulled her jacket more tightly around her, kept going and circled back at the end of the block to pass a mixture of trailers, houses and bare land. Then she took another street that led to the main drag and came out a block beyond the inn.
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