After last night, he couldn’t stand aside and let her marry Rayburn. He doubted he would have even if she hadn’t come to him last night. Just the thought of her made him hot and hard. Lord, she was under his skin! He had never let any woman get that kind of upper hand with him before. The hot bath he’d taken had rejuvenated him and succeeded in washing the scent of her from his body, but somehow he still smelled the jasmine as though she were standing beside him. The bell tingled overhead when he entered the Harvey restaurant and paused to look around. The morning train had come and gone, and now only a few locals were eating. He saw Bull and Joe sitting at a table in the corner. There was no sign of Tait, Pike, or Cain. Good. The last thing he needed this morning was those three. He’d have liked to avoid Bull and Joe, too, but it’d be too noticeable, so he sauntered over to them and pulled out a chair. “Where’s Tait?” If Tait was out to kill him, he sure as hell wanted to know where the bastard was.
