Janette Kenny - Proud Revenge, Passionate Wedlock

“If you are feeling—” he paused, as if searching for the right word to describe her spell “—unnerved, then we should postpone this evening until you are more in control of your emotions.”

“I’m fine,” she lied. “There’s no need to alter your plans for tonight.”

His critical assessment of her screamed disagreement. “You are certain of this?”

“Yes,” she said, though she wasn’t sure of anything.

She’d let her uncle handle things when she was hospitalized. Now it seemed that he’d lied to her, and he’d lied to Miguel.

Why would Uncle Loring keep her from Miguel? She could only guess that he’d sought to protect her from an uncaring husband.

She curled her fingers into her palms, angry over the lost time apart, the lost memories she may never recover. Most of all, it angered her that they’d lost the chance to cling to each other in the face of tragedy.

She glanced at Miguel. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and scowled out the windshield. She knew he was on the verge of taking her back to the beach house because he doubted her stamina.

She refused to be locked away from life or cower before the paparazzi. She’d come back to the Yucatán for closure, but now she wanted answers as well.

“Do you intend to sit here all night staring out the window, or are we going to Playa del Carmen for dinner?” she asked.

His gaze flicked to hers, and the hot challenge simmering there made her breath catch.

“We join the Tejanos as planned. Hold on.” He’d jutted out into traffic as he spoke, as if testing her to see if she’d lose her grip on reality again.

She dug her fingernails into the leather seat and cast him a sideways look. A muscle ticked madly in his lean cheek. Some perceived that tic as anger, but she knew better. It was the only visible sign she’d seen that belied he was nervous.

She suspected a good deal of it was his aversion toward the paparazzi he’d decided to court this night. But had her barb truly hit a nerve? Could he possibly feel guilty for not finding her?

More likely she’d tweaked his formidable pride by tossing the truth back in his face. He’d not wanted her anymore.

She’d known that when she’d come back here. Still, she’d left the safe haven her doctor offered to confront the most exciting man she’d ever met.

Time would tell if it was a choice she’d live to regret.

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