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Chapter 9

Chapter 9

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chapter 9 to Dangerous Love
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Chapter9Chapter NineThe next morning her foot felt better and there was no swelling. She stayedaround the house, propping her foot up whenever she sat down, and by evening itwas only a little sore. By the next day she was ready to resume her normalactivities, but Sarah insisted it was Saturday and she should take some time toenjoy herself.Lisa started for her room to get a book to read and paused in the hallway tolook at a photograph again. She felt somehow drawn to the picture of a fraillooking girl with dark eyes that looked out hauntingly from a delicatelybeautiful face. She held a faint resemblance to Tammy.Valorie, Sarahs voice spoke behind her. Yanceys wife. Her voice sounded
faintly annoyed.She died when Tammy was born, didnt she? Lisa asked as she turned to look at
Sarah. It must have been terrible for Yancey.
Sarah made a face. He took it harder than I thought he would, but being able to
keep Tammy took the edge off it.
Lisa glanced down the hallway, but Yancey was still in Tammys room. There was
some question that he might not be able to keep his own child?
There would have been, if Valorie had lived.
Lisa returned her attention to the picture, her pulse quickening. Did Valoriediscover that Yancey was involved with drugs? Was her death merely aconvenience . . . or something more? Of course, it would be simple to say shedied in childbirth.Sarahs continued. She left him only a few months after they were married.
She said she couldnt tolerate his moods. If it had been anyone else, I would
have accepted that, but she liked to control people. I tried to warn Yanceybefore they were married, but he wouldnt listen. In fact, I think my big mouth
made him all the more determined. I always did think he felt more pity for herthan love. When she didnt get her way, shed cry and act like she was afraid
of him. She sighed heavily. I should have stayed out of it. Ive learned my
lesson, though. Never again will I oppose any woman he wants to marry - but Ihope the next time, its someone like you.
Lisa glanced sharply at Sarah, a slow flush invading her face. Me? Who could
blame Valorie for shrinking from Yanceys temper? Sarah was his mother, so he
would be respectful, and if he wasnt she could always walk away. It would be
different with his wife.Sarah smiled. You stand up to him.
Was that what Sarah had found so amusing the first day - the fact that shehadnt melted under Yanceys stern gaze? He does have a formidable temper, you
know. She offered tentatively.
Sarahs smile broadened until it crinkled her eyes. Of course I know, and so
 
does he. With Yanceys kind, theres no such thing as a mild emotion, neither
in anger nor in love. She hesitated, gazing down the hallway, and her
expression grew solemn. Since his wife left, hes avoided relationships
because hes afraid of giving his heart again only to drive another love away.
Hes trying to change, but it isnt easy. She glanced back at Lisa and smiled
mischievously. Every time he lashes out at you and gets his nails clipped in
the process, it erases a little more of that fear. Youre the kind of woman he
needs - someone who will stand up to him and yet understand his moods.
Lisa caught her breath. Was Sarah encouraging a relationship between them? Theidea gave her a cold chill. Why? If Sarah thought she understood Yanceys
moods, she was mistaken. She had no idea what made him angry one minute andjovial the next. Determination was her motivation to stand up to Yancey. If hethought he could terrorize her, he had another think coming. In any case,Yancey didnt seem to be all that determined to avoid a relationship.
There could be a number of reasons that Sarah would welcome her as adaughter-in-law, not the least of which was the goings-on down that path. IfSarah suspected that she already knew what was going on and looked the otherway, why not welcome her into the family? What was going on? She sighed.Probably nothing like what was on her imaginative mind. Still, if she could getinto that building and find out, it might ease her mind. Sarah was right aboutone thing. She was romantically involved with Yancey.Lisa retrieved the book from her room and decided to go read out on the patio.As she passed his office, she glanced through the open door. Yancey was workingover some papers. So he hadnt been in Tammys room all this time. Had he
heard her conversation with Sarah? Not that it mattered. They didnt say
anything he didnt already know. She tried to slip by quietly, but he glanced
up as she passed. He studied her over the rim of his reading glasses, and hiseyes warmed with a smile.Come in and sit down. Ill be done in just a few minutes.
She entered the room and sat in the leather-upholstered chair beside the desk.I didnt mean to disturb you.
I was just finishing up. He signed the paper with a flourish and returned the
pen to its elaborate bronze holder. He leaned back in the chair, tossing hisglasses on the table. He glanced at her bare legs and she blushed, squirming inthe chair.His eyes mocked her. You must be getting bored around here. You actually
sought out my company - or did you have something earth-shattering to tell me?
She smiled. Why crush his ego? No, Im not bored and I dont have anything
special to say. She turned and gazed out the window. Its so beautiful out
here. I wish I could explore the woods.
He leaned forward in his chair, sobering. How about going to a dance tonight?
Is your ankle up to a two-step?
She glanced back at him sharply and caught her breath. He was actually askingher out . . . like on a real date? Why? To keep her from wandering in thewoods? I . . . Im not a very good dancing partner, she lied.
He leaned back in his chair again and stretched his legs out, his piercing gazesorting through the secrets of her mind. Finally he smiled. All right. Why
 
dont you protect those fantastic legs with some jeans and Ill take you to
explore the woods.
She straightened in her chair, blushing. What she needed was a line item veto.Sure, Id love to go explore the woods with you, but lets forget about my legs.
Instead she accepted the entire package at face value. She favored him with abright smile. Really? Id love to go.
At his affirmative nod, she hurried to her room and changed into jeans andsneakers before he could change his mind.When she met him outside, he was attaching a pillow to his ATV with bunji cords.He glanced up at her frowning face and chuckled. I promise not to plaster you
with mud this time.
I hoped we could go for a walk.
I know, but humor me. Ill take you for a ride through more country in a day
than you could hope to walk in a week. He threw a leg over the ATV and settled
himself on the seat with a grin. Hop on. The day isnt getting any longer.
She climbed onto the vehicle and settled on the soft cushion. This time shestretched her arms around his waist without hesitation.He glanced around at her and winked. Thats better, he said with a twinkle in
his eye. See how much better this is than walking?
She wrinkled her nose at him. Lead the way, Romeo, she said dryly. But just
remember, its the country that Im interested in exploring.
He chuckled and started the engine.This time he followed the main road for a while before dipping off onto a wellused trail. He worked the ATV down a steep rocky slope and through overhangingbrush that kept her busy dodging limbs and combing cobwebs from her hair. Anarmadillo stared at them from a rocky ledge as they passed, and a doe and herfawn darted across the trail not more than a hundred yards ahead, disappearinginto the brush.He carefully worked the ATV down a steep washed out trail that threatened tooverturn the vehicle several times. As they came out on an open trail, heincreased speed. She heard the gurgling water before the creek came into view.He stopped the ATV and shut off the engine.The local folks call this spot the writing on the rock. I think you might find
it interesting.
The creek flowed over a succession of rock ledges and formed pools at the edgewhere tadpoles swam. He led her to a large mossy rock that was etched with aname and date. Some of the letters in the name were backward, but the date wasclearly 1872.She knelt and touched the letters. What would inspire someone to chisel theirname into a rock so far from civilization? If they could talk, what tales thesehills could tell. She glanced up at Yancey, who was lounging against a treewatching her. I wonder why they chose this spot. Who would see it?
He shrugged. There used to be houses around here long time ago. Ive found

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