They hadnt always been the nicest of kids, her group, but for whatever reason theyd accepted her. But it still bothered her to think about how many others theyd taunted or been cruel to, for no good reason other than they could.
Nick had been one of those other kids.
She remembered him well. Hed been gorgeous even then, though back in those days hed been tall, lanky to the point of skinny, and tough. Very tough. Way too much so for her crowd to try to break through his wall of resistance. Theyd tormented him-not that hed ever given an inch or even let them know he was bothered.
She herself had never done anything to him, but it shamed her that shed stood in the presence of kids who had-boys whod tried picking a fight, girls whod snubbed him.
Nick hadnt appeared to care, going on as if they hadnt existed. Until that one night when shed needed him, and without question or rebuke, hed been there.
Just as he was there for her now.
No doubt, he was a world removed from the boy hed been. No longer did his shoulders look too wide, his chest too broad for the rest of his body, which had gone from too skinny to oh-just-right.
Hed turned outspectacular. No other word need apply.
Not that she was noticing. God, no. Her head had been turned by an interesting face before and look at where that had landed her. No more men in her life, thank you very much, especially men who could melt earwax at fifty paces. She had other, pressing concerns.
Hed turned outspectacular. No other word need apply.
Not that she was noticing. God, no. Her head had been turned by an interesting face before and look at where that had landed her. No more men in her life, thank you very much, especially men who could melt earwax at fifty paces. She had other, pressing concerns.
Such as being on the run from the law.
Details.
But she was so engrossed in those details, and the fact that Nick quite possibly had the best set of buns shed ever seen, that she didnt realize hed stopped in front of an open studio until she plowed into him.
Oops. Her hands automatically lifted to brace herself, setting down on his back. Snatching back her hands, she thrust them behind her. Hed been warm and rock-hard. Sorry.
He didnt seem bothered in the least, the opposite actually, as he turned and gave her another smile.
So She nearly stuttered. Whats first?
You bring in- He gestured to the leash she held.
Sadie. Who stuck her head around Danielles legs, looking as if shed rather face ten Teds than be here. Woof, the dog offered cautiously; a loud, low sound of nerves as she shifted back and forth on her massive paws.
Danielle coaxed her into the studio with a biscuit from her pocket while Nick moved in ahead of them to set up.
Look, she whispered, squatting before the uneasy dog. Do this for me. Do this for our future. She cupped Sadies huge jowls and looked deep into her worried eyes. Please?
Sadie leaned close and licked her chin, and Danielle hugged her tight. I know. You love me. I love you, too, she promised softly. Itll be okay.
What will? asked Nick, whod come up behind her.
3
DANIELLE? What will be okay?
Meeting Nicks steely, curious gaze, Danielle unwrapped her arms from around Sadie and stood. The pictures, she said as smoothly as she could. The pictures will be okay.
Uh-huh. Nick studied her for another long moment, in that deeply personal, intense way he had, the one that told her he wasnt missing a thing.
Neither was she. She might have known this man when hed been a boy, but that had been a very long time ago. She knew nothing about him now, and had no reason to trust him, even if she wanted to.
His eyes stayed on hers. You need a backdrop. Outdoorsy or traditional? Pulling down several, he gestured to her choices. Personally, the traditional makes any subject look wan, but the outdoorsy one is fairly cheesy, so He lifted a broad shoulder. Im not a professional. Just pick the one that appeals.
He wasnt a professional. So who are you? she wanted to ask, but that would be getting to know him, that would be opening herself up, and she wouldnt do that. Youre not thrilled about doing this.
I said I would.
His tone suggested he would always do what he said. But she knew that wasnt the case. People lied. People changed. People couldnt be trusted. She drew a deep breath. The cheesy outdoorsy backdrop, please.
A small smile crossed his face as he pulled down the screen of a wooded clearing surrounded by pine trees, wild grass and a little creek. Definitely on the cheesy side.
But that smileholy smokes, it should be registered as an illegal weapon. She watched his hands on the backdrop as he pulled it into place, mesmerized by the flex of the muscles in his forearms, by the easy, economical movement of his body as he straightened and looked at her.
Warned you, he said, mistaking her unblinking stare for shock over the backdrop. How do you want the dog?
Uh Danielle shook her head to clear it and concentrated on Sadie, who was looking at her with suspicious concern. Standing at an angle to the camera to show off her coloring.
Coloring?
Most of her breed is a solid shade of red or fawn. But Sadies dark stripes are what the original English breeders had in mind when they crossed a mastiff with a bulldog. Id like to show that off.
Got it. He put his eye to the lens, fiddled with the camera. Sowhat do you do these days?
I handle dogs.
He pulled back from the camera to look at her. You mean for other people?
Yes.
Are they all like that? He gestured to Sadie, who was currently eyeing her tail as if she wanted to chase it.
Bullmastiffs? Mostly.
Why?
Why? She looked at Sadie, wondering how anyone could not see her innate charm. WellTheyre big. I love big dogs. And theyre short-coated, with unmussable fur. It makes it easy to get them ready for the ring. See her inherent facial makeup, with her black mask and kohl-like eye shadow? She cupped Sadies big face and kissed her nose. Adorable, guaranteed. But also, theres no extra grooming required. She shows au naturel. The only tool I need is a towel for the drool.
You mean a bucket, he noted, watching as two long lines of it came out of Sadies mouth, puddling on the carpet.
Getting down on all fours next to Sadie, Danielle wiped the drool away and physically maneuvered the dogs paws where she needed them, getting the front two in place before crawling around the back, only to have Sadie sit. She then leaned into Danielle and licked her face.
Nick laughed.
Danielle ignored both the contagious sound of that good humor, how it made her tummy flutter, and tried again. Leaning forward, she shifted Sadie back into place. There. Stay. Oh, perfect! Nick, quick.
Nick ducked behind the camera. Danielle, still on her hands and knees, quickly backed out of the way.
AndSadie lay down.
Straightening from behind the camera, Nick shot Danielle a raised eyebrow.
Which she ignored. Youre not helping, she whispered to Sadie, crawling forward so that she could look at Sadie nose-to-nose. Now lets try that again-
Behind her came a funny sound.
Whirling, she found Nick standing next to the tripod. Staring at her. Staring specifically at the butt shed obliviously thrust into the air.
Oh good God. Face hot, she lowered her bottom to her heels. Sorry.
Dont be. Best pose Ive seen all day.
Her gaze locked on to his and refused to be freed. More than her face felt warm now, her entire body ignited. Her skin seemed pulled too tight, and her nipples poked at her blouse. Feeling betrayed by her own body, she turned to Sadie, careful to be far more modest this time as she once again coaxed the dog into the right position.
Sadie held that position until exactly the second Nick reached for the flash, when she promptly walked right off the set and sat down at Danielles feet.
Nick cocked his hip and studied Sadie. Is she really some sort of champion?
She is. Danielle sighed when Sadie yawned again. Youre boring her.
Maybe I should dance and sing.
Just keep trying. Desperation was clawing at her. Could she get the shots developed right here and now? Or would he give her the film so she could try another lab?
It had to be one option or the other, as she had to go from here straight to Donald Wutherspoon, in the hopes hed get work for Sadie.
And income for her.
If not, then she had to get another job, quick. She was qualified, and after ten years, quite reputable as a handler. People knew and trusted her with their animals and shed made a decent living at showing champion dogs. But stealing a dog, even for a really good reason, would ruin her. Not to mention the fact that Ted would likely look for her at any local show, or even within all of Rhode Island, which just wasnt big enough for her to disappear.
Danielle couldnt let Sadie be taken back. If she could only earn enough cash to disappear, then shed go far, far away and start over, doing whatever she had to in order to make a living to support the two of them.
Hey. Nick suddenly appeared in front of her, cupping her jaw in his hand, looking deep into her eyes, making her realize hed called her name several times. Whats really going on here?
His fingers were on her skin, electrifying her. What do you mean?
Youre jumpy and nervous. His eyes were so deep, so tuned on her, she had to swallow, hard.
Maybe Im always nervous around strangers.
Were not strangers.
No. No, they werent. Well, then maybe Im nervous seeing you again.
When you rarely gave me the time of day? He let out a rough laugh. Doubtful. His thumb stroked her jaw. So tell me. Whats really up?
With no idea what she was going to say, Danielle opened her mouth, but before she could respond, Sadie nosed her way in between the two of them and bared her teeth at Nick.
Nick lifted his hand off Danielle. A watchdog, are you?
Danielle stroked a hand down the ruffled hair at Sadies thick neck. She wont bite.
Nick eyed the dog warily. If you say so. But he didnt touch Danielle again.
Shouldnt have touched her in the first place because now he had the incredibly soft, satiny feel of her flesh implanted on his brain.
If youd pet her, maybe smile at her, shed probably relax, Danielle suggested.