“You’ll be able to tell soon enough, a dog’s gestation period is only two months. But this is going to put Ted over the edge, you know. Her pups, from that rogue mutt in the hotel, will be worthless.”
“Hey.” Nick covered Sadie’s ears himself this time. “Don’t let her hear that.”
“This isn’t a joke,” she said, rubbing her cheek to Sadie’s. “I don’t have enough money to take care of myself, much less puppies. But I can’t let anyone know that. I can’t let her go back to Ted simply because of money. Look what he did to her neck.”
“Yeah, we’re going to get a record of that.” Nick looked up at Maureen and Clint, both of whom nodded.
“Already called the police,” Maureen said, holding up her cell phone. “I reported the footprints, too.”
Clint stroked Sadie. “It looks like it’s time to take a stand, huh, girl?”
Danielle looked at Nick. “Yes,” she said cryptically. “It’s time to take a stand.”
“And then there’s the upcoming wedding,” Clint added. “We’ve got to clear everything up for that.”
Danielle’s eyes widened as she apparently remembered at the same time as Nick that they were supposed to be engaged.
To each other.
“The wedding.” Danielle forced a smile. “Clint, about that-”
Jerking upright, Sadie let out a sharp set of barks, then leaped over the back of the couch to press her huge face up against the window. Continuing to pierce everyone’s eardrums with the pitch of her barking, her entire body quivered.
“He’s out there,” Nick guessed.
“The ex?” Maureen asked.
“Yes.” Danielle stood, moved toward Sadie. “But this ends today. It ends now,” she said, shrugging off Nick. “I’m going out there to do something I never did before. I’m going to tell him what I think, and how this is going to end. I’m going to take a stand.”
“Not alone, you’re not,” Nick said, firmly pulling her away from the window.
“Nick-”
“Yeah, yeah. You hate the ‘we,”’ he said, disgusted, not caring that both Maureen and Clint were watching and avidly listening. “Screw that. You’re not alone, so forget it. After this is over, when it’s all said and done, then fine. Go be as you want. Alone. More power to you if you can do it without regret.”
“Nick-”
“You’ll have your damn life back, and-”
“Nick.” Danielle swallowed hard and put her hand on his arm. “I meant we. We’ll take a stand.”
“Is Ted armed?” Maureen asked, while Nick stared at Danielle, unable to process that she’d just said we.
“No, he worries about his image.” Danielle still held Nick’s gaze, as if she was trying to tell him something. “He’d never carry a weapon. He just wants Sadie. We can set a trap, put Sadie out on a lead rope. He’ll come, he’ll threaten her and I’ll have witnesses this time.”
She looked around hopefully, appealing last to Nick with those wide, beautiful eyes he could never resist. “You’ll see,” she said to him. “This will work because the police will believe all of you.”
Nick shook his head. “You sound as if you want us to stay back while you face him alone.”
“Yes. Exactly.”
“No-”
“You’ll be right there. Waiting. What can happen?”
Only anything. “Danielle-”
“I want to do this,” she said firmly. “I’m going to do this. I’m sitting out there with her. We’ll wait together, Sadie and I, and then it’ll be over.”
NICK SAT on the darkened deck watching as dusk turned Danielle and Sadie-alone and vulnerable out in the open-into shadows.
She sat on a bench about twenty feet away, surrounded by the newly planted gardens that were Maureen’s pride and joy.
He knew his cousins were just on the other side of the house, watching. Waiting. Helping keep his “fiancée” safe. He knew Danielle wouldn’t get hurt, that this had to be done.
Logically he knew all this, but as he watched her cuddle the damn dog he’d grown to love too, he couldn’t help but feel it was the beginning of the end.
Soon, it would be over. She’d be safe, and on her own. And he’d be on his own, too.
Good. Great. He could go home and catch up with the meaningless dates he’d planned. He could have one every night if he so chose.
But there was just one he cared about right now and she…
And she was watching a man approach her from the trail below.
16
“HELLO, TED,” Danielle said as he walked toward her.
The man she’d once looked at with her heart in her eyes lifted an envelope. “Your records. From Laura Lyn.”
Danielle’s stomach clenched at yet another betrayal. “I see.”
“I doubt it.” He stopped a good five feet back from Sadie, who hadn’t moved but had started a low, very unhappy growl. “Gail Winters helped me out. You remember her, don’t you?”
Knowing, as sure as she was of her next breath, that Nick was close by and wouldn’t let anything happen to either her or Sadie allowed her to speak calmly. “She always did find you charming.”
“You used to.”
“Used to being the operative words here.”
His eyes darkened, not with a sexual heat as Nick’s did when he looked at her, but with a dangerous, edgy expression that made her thankful she wasn’t really alone.
Odd, but being alone suddenly didn’t hold the same appeal anymore. It might never again.
She was safe, even staring down Ted. She felt it to the very depth of her soul. Even more devastating, was the sudden realization that she hadn’t felt safe often in her life. But whenever she’d been with Nick, then and now, she’d felt it. She was safe with him and had been since the beginning.
“You’re looking well,” Ted said silkily.
He was not. She’d always thought of the tall, lean, handsome Ted as cool, captivating and sophisticated. Now, with his wrinkled shirt, dirty pants and muddy shoes, he just seemed like a man who got ugly when he didn’t get his way. “I’m not afraid of you,” she said, and out of the corner of her eyes saw someone shift their weight on the deck.
Nick.
She knew he’d back her up because he cared. Because he wanted her.
Because he loved her.
She waited for the angst over that, for the mistrust, the fear…but it didn’t come. In its place was a yearning she was beginning to recognize and understand.
“You should be afraid,” Ted told her. “You’re in some heavy legal trouble if you don’t do as I want. And what I want is for you to come home. To me.”
“To be the trophy girlfriend.”
“The wife. I want Sadie, too.”
“It won’t work, Ted. We’re too different. I’m not what you want. You’re not what I want. Please, let go. Just let go.”
“Letting go isn’t an option.” His eyes were a little wild, and…desperate? “You and Sadie belong with me.”
“I won’t marry you.” It took every ounce of strength not to shrink away from the burst of rage in his gaze. “I’m not coming back.” She put her hand on Sadie’s large head. Felt Sadie drool on her foot. “Sadie isn’t coming back, either. I know it was you who left the threatening e-mail. Who took all the money out of my account. Who’s been spying on us. The police are interested in those things.”
“You stole from me.”
“I think they’ll understand why I did when I explain it all. I should never have run, Ted. I should have faced this, and you, from the beginning.”
His eyes narrowed and his mouth tightened. Signs she now recognized as his uncontrollable temper raising its ugly head. When he stepped forward, she stood, and would have moved in front of Sadie but the dog pressed in front of her instead and faced Ted with her teeth bared.
Ted glared down at her. “Have you forgotten who feeds you, dog?”