A gesture she probably wasn’t aware she made, but one that made it tough for Levi to not want more. Her arms tightened around his waist. In contrast, her body melted into his. Jo was in danger. And not only from the men chasing her. Levi let her slip away from his arms and turn halfway back to the window. He unclipped his holster, setting the worn leather around his firearm on the nightstand. He could give her a couple of minutes. Then they had to get out of this hotel. He was stupid to bring her back here, but where else could they be dropped off by the PD? He faced the wall, watching her worried, confused, beautiful, expressive face in the mirror to his left. Whatever drew them together was getting stronger. He felt her next to him no matter how big the room was. Train compartment, police station or front porch. Colorado, Georgia or Texas. It didn’t matter. He had to stop thinking about her as the Jo that attracted him and think of her as Emaline Frasier, the witness who wasn’t a witness.
What do You think about Dangerous Memories (2012)?
