mother died. For nine years sheâs done fine without you and will continue to do so for ninety more.â
She faced him like a lioness defending her young, her green eyes flashing a challenge and her chin lifted defiantly. The breeze tugged at the ends of her shoulder-length blond hair, and he couldnât help but notice the graceful sweep of her slender fingers as she absently brushed the strands back.
He moved closer to her, and the scent of magnolias drifted in from the open door. Heâd heard the term âsteel magnoliaâ before, but heâd never been face-to-face with it. He felt a tug of desire as he stared at the woman, then reminded himself sheâd lied to him. There were few things he tolerated less than lying. Very few things. âWhy did you pretend to be Angela?â he asked tightly.
Sighing, she closed her eyes, then opened them again. âEmma is all I have. Surely you can understand that I would do anything to protect her.â
Jake frowned. âYou thought you had to protect her from her own brother?â
âHalf brother,â she corrected him.
His jaw tightened. âFamily is family. All I want, and Jessica and Jared, as well, is an opportunity to get to know Emma, and for her to know us.â
The fear was back again, Jake noticed. Her green eyes darkened with it momentarily before she quickly wrestled it down. He couldnât help but give her credit for her control.
âI suppose,â she said, and that enticing accent of hers turned icy. âIf you call first, we might be able to make arrangements for visits.â
The idea of making arrangements grated on Jakeâs already shredded patience almost as much as Savannahâs cool formality. Tipping his hat back, he let out a heavy sigh. âWell, now, maâamââ he forced a heavy Texas drawl ââthatâs right nice of you, but thatâs not exactly what I had in mind.â
âOh?â She lifted one delicate eyebrow. âAnd what exactly did you have in mind?â
âWhat I have in mindââ his gaze locked with hers and his voice dropped dangerously low as he stepped closer ââis for my little sister to come home with me.â
Two
I t was her worst nightmare come true. The very thing sheâd dreaded since the day sheâd received the phone call from the private investigator. Savannah felt her skin go cold and her heart stop for one terrifying split second.
Nobody was taking Emma away from her. Nobody.
She stared at Jake, letting the shock wave travel through her, and felt relief at the anger that followed in its wake. She knew better than to show weakness to a man like Jake Stone. Lifting her chin, she faced him and locked his intense gaze with her own. âI donât know you from Adam, Mr. Stone. I wouldnât let you take my niece around the block, let alone to Texas. Emma is in my charge and she stays with me.â
Jake shrugged. âI donât have a problem with that. Thereâs plenty of room for both of you.â
Go to Texas? He couldnât be serious. He couldnât. But he was, Savannah realized. Dead serious. âThatâs ridiculous.â
He walked to her, stopping so close she felt the heat of his body and smelled the pure masculine scent that radiated from him. She desperately wanted to step away, but refused to give in to his obvious attempt at intimidation.
âWhy?â he asked.
Why? There were at least a dozen logical reasons she could easily throw at himâtwo dozenâbut she was having a difficult time thinking with him so close. âBecause...because we canât, thatâs why.â
He raised one eyebrow. âIs school out for you and Emma?â
âWe finished three days ago, butââ
âFine. Then you can get someone to watch this place for you for a couple of months.â
âA couple of months!â Savannahâs mouth dropped open.