Wild in the Moment (2004)
““Teague, we can’t just walk into someone’s place.”
“We’re not going to just walk in.” He rapped hard on the door, rang the bell, then stuck in a key and yelled out a yoo-hoo.
“Teague—”
“They know I come in at all hours. They want to get the job done, so they gave me a key. Just hold up for a second so I can tell them you’re with me this time.”
He bolted up a staircase before she could respond. So she stood there, feeling ill-at-ease in a stranger’s house—even if she did know the Cochran name from her childhood—and more restless than a wet cat in a downpour.
Teague was being easy to be with. Too easy. He hadn’t asked why she was living over the café. Why she hadn’t contacted him after the blizzard. Surely he was going to ask some difficult questions sooner or later?
He bounded back down the stairs, carrying his jacket this time and making a motion for her to hand over hers. “They’re home. They’re happy we’re here, and they’re even happier that I brought someone to give me some advice.”
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