Especially since every now and then she would move her hand up and down the back of his neck, gently stroking his hair. He’d spent the last four days with her, making love and getting to know her better. He was beginning to think he might have misjudged her. She was sweet and wonderful—far from the monster Pastor Riley believed her to be. The squeal of tires and the roar of an engine—a sports car engine—shifted his thoughts away from the woman in his arms to another woman—one he hoped would stay in his past. Bethany! Though he couldn’t fathom why she’d come here. He hadn’t returned her calls about spending the holiday together. Would she be so bold as to come anyway…uninvited? His chest tightened as an uncomfortable thought sprang to mind. He hoped she hadn’t come to resurrect their relationship. When he rose from the sofa, Ally looked up at him, her gorgeous eyes questioning. “I think Bethany’s here.” The words were like poison on his tongue. He hated to think what his ex-fiancée’s arrival would do to his cozy evening with Ally.
