The Man From Falcon Ridge

The realization put him on the defensive. He didn’t like this craving that happened when he was around her. And he especially didn’t like the fact that she didn’t reciprocate the feeling.

Was she afraid of all men or just him?

Had another man taken advantage of her?

He swallowed hard, the mere idea making his blood run hot. But he realized it was true. The bruises on her cheek and neck the first time he’d seen her had come from a man’s hands.

A man she had probably trusted.

HAILEY DIDN’T TRUST THIS MAN, although she had no idea why. He had saved her life. If he’d wanted to kill her or hurt her, he could have done so by now.

But he hadn’t. He’d offered to help her renovate her house. He’d escorted her into town. And now he’d rescued her from an attacker, and saved her from plunging over a cliff.

Who had been in the house? Thad maybe? Or someone who didn’t want her living in the Lyle house?

Rex moved through the doorway, obviously giving her space. Keeping her distance, she followed. The finely woven, handmade dream catchers dangling in the window seemed at odds with the masculine stone structure.

“Coffee, hot chocolate or tea?” he asked once they were in the rustic kitchen. Copper pots hung above a center work island, the stove encased in a brick arch. Natural light bled through a bay window that overlooked the woods and mountains above, looking majestic and giving the room an airier feel than the foyer. A small garden area surrounded a terrace, and beyond it, she noticed several large birdcages. She counted three that were empty. The fourth one was draped in a cloth.

“Hailey?”

She tensed, her mind in a tailspin, distrusting everything. “Whatever you’re making.”

He reached for the coffeepot, filled it with water and added coffee, then pressed the on button. The slow drip splintered the awkward silence.

“You can heat your hands by the woodstove.” He retrieved two thick ceramic mugs from the cabinet, found the sugar and cream set and put it on the scarred plank table.

She moved slowly to the stove, thrusting her hands above the steel frame, relief echoing in her sigh as heat drew the sting from her numb fingers. He filled the mugs, then gestured toward the sugar. She nodded.

He added sugar, then handed her the cup, their fingers brushing. His hot look unnerved her, enticed her to forget the reasons she needed to keep her distance. For once, she ached to bury herself in a man’s arms and let him take care of her.

“I like the dream catchers,” Hailey said. “Did you get them around here?”

“My mother collects them,” Rex said. “She thinks they bring good luck and ward off bad dreams.”

Hailey gave a self-deprecating laugh. “I understand. Bad dreams, sometimes they seem so real.”

“Want to talk about it?”

She shook her head. Her dreams were her own demons. “What are the cages for?”

He glanced out the window, then turned to her, his expression wary. “I rescue injured birds of prey. My brothers and I train them.”

“You release them back into the wild?”

He nodded. “When we can.”

She relaxed slightly. Any man who rescued injured animals had to be more human than Thad. Then again, she’d been wrong before.

“Maybe I should call the police about the threat?” he suggested.

She immediately stiffened, her fleeting moment of safety shattered. Thad had power, influential friends. “No.”

His black eyebrow shot up. “You don’t want to report an intruder and the threatening note?”

She shook her head. “No, not yet.” She sipped the coffee, grateful he’d made it strong. “What if it was just a prank? Maybe kids…”

Although her gut instincts whispered that the threat had been real.

Someone had snuck into her house while she was gone and planted the picture to frighten her off. Someone who’d chased her into the woods and wanted her out of the Lyle house.

What would he do if she didn’t heed his warning?

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