Danger at Her Door. Beth CornelisonЧитать онлайн книгу.
even before he factored in his neighbor’s kindness and sense of humor or her sexy lips and heavenly curves.
“So…” He paused and cleared his throat. “Are we…okay?”
Megan shifted her gaze to him. Her lips parted as if to speak, but she hesitated.
“Give me a second chance, Megan. I’m really not such a belligerent oaf…usually.”
She fidgeted with her earring again and gave him a forced smile. “Yeah. We’re fine. I, um…I’ll be right back with your computer and files.”
Quickly Megan slipped out the door, out of sight, and Jack kicked himself. Her hesitation and lukewarm reception of his apology said what Megan was too polite to say.
He’d screwed up. Big-time. He’d freaked when he’d seen Caitlyn bleeding, seen Megan’s dog hovering over his daughter. His daughter’s injury was more his fault, because of his inattention, than anyone else’s. And he’d taken his fear, his guilt and his frustration out on the one person who least deserved his wrath.
As soon as Caity was released to go home, he would find some way to make amends with Megan. She deserved no less.
Megan drove home, lost in thought. She was still mulling over Caitlyn’s claim that Sam had saved her from another dog, when she turned onto her street and spotted two vehicles parked in front of her house. The sedan had a light bar on top and an insignia on the door. The truck had something like a cage in the back and black letters printed on the side.
A-N-I-M-A-L C-O-N-T-R-O-L.
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