On Wings Of Deliverance. Elizabeth WhiteЧитать онлайн книгу.

      Owen sighed. “I know, but…”

      There was nothing threatening in his stance, and his gaze was tender. Still, she closed her eyes. Was she afraid of him or herself? She couldn’t help thinking of that picture of her in his notebook.

      “Bernadette, look at me.”

      She was trying to summon the courage to open her eyes when someone banged on the door. With extreme vigor. Apparently it had swung shut while she was occupied with Owen’s hair.

      “What’s going on in there?” demanded a female voice in scandalized Spanish. “Get out here right now or I’ll call the police!”