âI never promised I could offer you happily ever after.â
Knowing that and hearing it were different animals. It felt as if someone were tearing her heart into pieces, bit by agonizing bit.
âI never expected you to,â Tory acknowledged. While she appreciated Claytonâs directness, she wasnât in any huge hurry to hear him share any more of it. âWhile I genuinely care about helping you clear your name and, by association, mine, Iâd be the first one to stand up and shout that there is no future in this. That being the case, there also wonât be any more sex in this.â
âFine by me,â he returned easily.
Too easily. But this wasnât the time or place to contemplate the utter foolishness of allowing herself to fall in love with an escaped convict who just happened to be her husband.
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Clayton LandryâConvicted of a crime he didnât commit, Clayton finally has a chance to clear his name. But in order to do so, he needs to kidnap the woman who sent him to prison.
Victoria DeSimoneâHer testimony helped put Clayton behind bars, but Victoria knows her former boss is innocent. Sheâll do anything to help set him freeâ¦even become his wife.
Pam LandryâThe murder of Claytonâs ex-wife leads to a trail of liesâ¦and Pamâs surprise double life.
Michael GreerâHis claim that Clayton had to know something about Pamâs hidden fortune sends Clayton and Victoria on a mission to uncover some long-buried secrets.
Seth LandryâAs sheriff, Seth had a duty to bring Clayton to justice. But as a brother, he would do anything to see the Landry name cleared.
Chandler LandryâThe local news anchor had to report on Claytonâs jail break, but that didnât mean he couldnât do some work behind the scenes.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Epilogue
Thunder crashed outside. Inside, the framed photograph of her parents rattled against the mahogany nightstand. A bolt of lightning crackled. The shadows in her bedroom were momentarily dispelled in a flash of bright white.
Victoria DeSimone grumbled and yanked the extra pillow over her face in an attempt to soften the harsh sounds of the storm raging well into its second hour.
The violent weather wasnât all that uncommon for Montana in September. A war was being waged in the black skies above the mountains in the distance. Air, heated that afternoon by an unusually warm sun, was pitted against cooler air rolling down from the north. The battle had produced one of those freakish momentsâthunder snow. More accurately, thunder slush. Huge drops of rain pelted against the window and then clanged against the downspout. Intermingled with the rain came periods of heavy, wet snowflakes. She reminded herself that large flakes were good. They meant the snow wouldnât amount to much, if anything.
And that was good. Especially for a nonnative. She kicked at the quilt bunched around her legs. She hated thunder snow. She hated rain. Most of all she hated Montana.
Seven years ago it had seemed like a great idea. Move out into the shadow of the Rockies. Do something dramatic. Commune with nature. Experience the freedom of the great outdoors. She didnât recall reading anything about thunder snow. Or the reality that the fresh, crisp air was freezing.