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A decade after Logan walked out on Maddy, he returns, and emotions long banked surface, then everything becomes complicated and dangerous.
Thrown together, and neither is happy about it, Meg and Declan navigate their unwanted growing attraction as they fight to keep Meg alive.
Read an Excerpt from Already Gone:
Under the week’s worth of beard his face looked drawn, and he’d taken off the beanie to reveal a serious case of hat head. “What do you want?”
“To see if you’re breathing.”
“Not dead yet.”
When he leaned against the door, gaze fixed on her, she sighed in exasperation. “Look, I don’t want me to be here, either. I’ll change the bandage, then leave.” She waved the container with the café logo. “I’ve got food for you.”
“Sandwich, berries, and a cookie.”
“What kind of cookie?”
“Really?” She glared at him. “Oatmeal.”
He stepped back, and she didn’t think he caught her eye roll. He moved carefully across the room, and she followed him into the cabin. The inside looked cleaner, neater than before. His father had let things go. Hardly able to take care of himself, Bob Ross had neglected his son and his home. Logan had sworn never to return, yet here he was.
“I brought you something else, too.” She set the bag and food on the dining table, and reached into her purse, coming up with a small bottle.
“Advil. I don’t have anything stronger.”
“God bless you.” He took the bottle from her and shook out four tablets.
“Have you eaten anything? That much is going to irritate your stomach.”
He shook his head and picked up a mug. After tossing the pills into his mouth, he swallowed a mouthful of coffee she suspected was long cold. His eyes remained on her, watchful. “You looking after me, blondie?”
“My name’s not blondie.”
“Blonde hair, that makes you blondie.”
She checked another sigh. “Seriously, I don’t want to look after you. But someone has to, and I don’t see people lining up at your door to do the job.” She studied him, trying to keep it analytical. “Let me see the gunshot wound. If it looks like you’re healing, you won’t have to see me again. I checked on Sophie, too, so don’t think I’m doing anything special for you.”
“Sophie? You named my dog Sophie?”
“Your dog? She’s my dog if no one claims her.”
“I found her. And her name’s not Sophie unless she weighs eight pounds and has her toenails painted pink.”
“You’re being ridiculous.”
He dropped his weight into a chair at the kitchen table. “How is she?”
“Stable. Jason says she’ll survive.”
“You bring the vet a sandwich, too?”
“Yes, I did.”
“Hell of a way to run a business, giving away food.”
“Jason runs a business, too, and he didn’t charge me extra for the off-hour call to pick her up.”
Logan frowned. “I’ll go in tomorrow to pay the bill.”
“Since she’s mine, I’ll pay it. You gave up any rights you had when you brought her to me.”
“Christ, I forgot that about you.”
“People think you’re all sweet and agreeable, but they don’t know. You’re as stubborn as the day is long.”
She ignored the effect of his words, the knowledge that no one had ever gotten her like Logan Ross. “Let me see the wound, then I can leave you to your splendid isolation.”
He scrubbed a hand over his face, his beard making a rasping sound. “Right. Let’s get this over with.”
About the Author:
A native Southern Californian, Diane enjoys nothing better than summer. For a high school history teacher, summer means a break from teenagers, and summer allows her to spend her early mornings immersed in her current writing project. With both kids living out of the house, in addition to writing, she enjoys camping and gardening with her husband.
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