He should never have lowered his guard. For someone to get close enough to the house...to get inside while he was there... Thomas knew he was seriously slipping. That didn’t happen. He was always aware of his surroundings and of any threats that were close. But when Noelle had kissed him back, when she’d responded so wildly, he’d lost control. He’d taken what he’d wanted for so long. And he’d been blind to everything else. Then...hell, he’d revealed too much. Mercer would nail his hide to the wall, but Thomas didn’t care. Noelle deserved to know what was happening. Especially if the past was coming back—and it sure looked as if it was. He headed around the cabin and shined his light up near Noelle’s window. Snow covered the area once more, and there was no sign up there anyone had been climbing on the cabin. No sign but... His light lowered.
