Cutter's Law

Cutter's Law

by Judith Rochelle

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Overview

Morgan Cutter's disastrous marriage has soured him on permanent relationships. Especially with women who think life begins and ends in "the city." He is perfectly content with his life as Chief of Police in tiny White Tail, Texas, until Allison Moore comes into his life and makes him feel things he hasn't felt in a long time. A weekend visit to San Antonio with her turns into a catastrophe and convinces him he'd been right in the first place. Allie has fallen in love with the tall, hunky lawman, and has quit her job and moved to White Tail to begin her pursuit of him. Only now his ex-wife shows up with a string of bad guys on her tail!

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781601541215
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication date: 02/06/2008
Pages: 240
Product dimensions: 5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.51(d)

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"I'd like to start again."

A smile flirted with her lips. "I thought we did that earlier tonight."

"That was for the audience. This is different." He drew in a breath and let it out. "How long will you be here? I mean, are you leaving tomorrow or what?"

She cocked an eyebrow at him. "Well, it's Friday. Paige wants me to stay the weekend and go home after church on Sunday."

"Would you, that is, would you like to, I mean..."

"Go out with you tomorrow night?" She grinned up at him. "I'd love to."

Morgan's eyes widened as if he'd expected a different answer. "So that's a yes?"

"Absolutely. What time and what shall I wear? I only brought jeans with me, and the dress I wore from work. I planned to wear that on Sunday."

"Seven o'clock. Jeans will be fine. We're pretty casual around here. Not too fancy, you know." The last was said with a certain tightness to his voice.

"Casual's fine. I'll be ready."

He jingled his car keys, then as if wondering if he was doing the right thing, placed his hands on her shoulders, leaned down and touched his lips to hers. The heat the touch of their hands had generated was nothing compared to the bonfire this simple kiss provoked.

Allison leaned into him, grateful for his hands on her shoulders because her knees were so weak she wasn't sure they would hold her. He tasted like a heady elixir, one that should have "dangerous" written all over it.

Then he lifted his head, his breathing uneven, and his hands tightened once on her shoulders before he released her and stepped back.

"Tomorrow night. Seven sharp."

"Seven." She was surprised she could even talk. "Yes."

Then he was gone, leavingAllison standing in the turnaround with her blood racing through her veins at a galloping speed and her fingertips touching her lips.

Oh, Allie girl. What are you getting yourself into?

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