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who to trust anymore

Chapter Five

Morning brought an end to the rain, but the clouds and the wind stayed, looht when the limo dropped Ty and Cat at their hotel Ty hadn’t slept well; he seldoe bed

After an early breakfast with Cat, he returned to his room to make the necessary phone calls while she went off to do so the calls and waiting for his to be returned Each ti, he expected to hear Tara on the other end But it never was

Ty found it difficult not to re small and lost—and so very vulnerable The Tara he knew had never been vulnerable Not even for one second

Abruptly he tore off the notepad sheet listing the places, the contact na away frorabbed up his hat and sheepskin-lined jacket, and headed for the door, stuffing the list in his jacket pocket

Before he reached it, so to clean the room, Ty opened it Tara stood in the hall, her hands buried in the pockets of a fur-lined raincoat She wore little makeup, a touch of mascara, a blush of lipstick, but nothe pallor of her skin and enhancing that aura of vulnerability But it was the lack of vitality that struck him hardest

“I didn’t dream you,” Tara murmured “You did come”

“Yes” Ty wanted to ask what she was doing there, what she wanted froile to respond to such a direct question without shattering

“Brownsht Thank you”

“You’re welcome”

Her glance drifted down to the hat and coat he carried The sight of the so the iility

“As a matter of fact, I was,” Ty admitted “Why?”

“Because” Tara hesitated then appeared to gather herself “I didn’t go to the cerave today, but I was hoping you would take me” She lifted her head, her dark eyes vocal in their appeal “Please I don’t want to be alone”

It was such a small request, one that wouldn’t take more than an hour or two of his time To refuse seemed somehow vindictive and callous