It was 11:30pm by the time Mick arrived back home, bone tired. He’d had call outs all evening and was desperate for a shower, but first he needed to find out who that incredible enigma of a woman was and why he got the feeling that she was running scared from something.
With that thought in mind, he crossed to his laptop charging on the computer desk, unplugged it and carried it to the kitchen table. He turned it on, then crossed to flick on the kettle, leaning against the bench as he waited for it to boil, his coffee cup and tea bag ready and waiting. A smile tugged at his lips as he remembered the feel of hers against his and the instant passion that erupted once they connected. Yeah, there was no way he was going to let this one slip.
Tea made, he took a seat behind the laptop and se
