want to go inside. It was too black, there. Too frightening.
“I don’t want this,” she murmured.
“Too bad.”
Maybe this was all designed to break her so she could be built up again. Maybe there was a master plan. Or maybe Nick was just a sick bastard who liked torturing people. Either way, she didn’t much care.
She turned slowly, until she felt the sun in her face. It had to be late afternoon, so the sun was in the west. She thought about sitting in the back of the SUV during the drive and feeling the sun moving across her lap, warming her hands and her thighs. Then she closed her eyes and pictured a map.
They’d driven north for a while, then turned into the sun. So she had to go east to retrace the route. If she started walking, maybe she would find her way back. Or maybe just die. Right now that seemed okay, too.
She spun on her heel and took the first step. She half expected Nick to say something, but he didn’t. She kept moving forward, straining to see anything that could trip her, like a fence or a bush.
“Where are you going?” he called after a couple of minutes.
“Home.”
“Good luck with that.”
She raised her hand and gave him the finger. The sun was hot on her back, but the heat was reassuring. It reminded her she was going the right way. That if she didn’t give up, eventually she would make it.
CHAPTER TWO
WOMEN WERE an inherent pain in the ass, Nick thought as he grabbed four bottles of water from the refrigerator in the mudroom. Aaron followed him back outside.
“What are you doing? Where’s Izzy? You haven’t lost her already, have you?”
Nick jerked his head to the right and kept on walking. “She took off.”
“What?” Aaron took a half hop to keep up. “She’s blind. She can’t just take off.”
“She did.”
“What did you say? I know this is your fault. You said something mean, didn’t you?”
“No.”
“Then why didn’t you stop her? She could get lost out there.”
There was a slight possibility, but Nick doubted it. He’d given her a thirty-minute head start, so she could walk off some of her mad. He didn’t want to find her for at least an hour, maybe longer. She needed time to think through her options.
“She’s in the dry riverbed. She’ll walk along it because it’s the easiest footing.”
Aaron trailed him into the barn. “What if there’s a flash flood?”
Nick handed him the water and went to get his horse. “You see any clouds in the sky?”
“Okay, but what about snakes? Or she could fall.”
“I’m willing to risk it.”
“Is she?”
“Apparently. She’s the one who took off.” He led his horse out of the stall.
“She’s scared. Jesus, Nick, the girl has been blind all of fifteen minutes. Give her a break.”
“She’ll have to earn that.”
Aaron put the water on a worn stubby table, then planted his hands on his hips. “Sometimes you’re a big pain in my ass.”
“You think?”
Aaron pressed his lips together. Nick’s assistant was about five-ten, thin, with styled dark hair and a fussiness about him Nick had learned to accept. No matter how many pairs of jeans he wore, he never looked as if he totally fit in. He would always be a city boy trapped in rural Texas.
Nick accepted that, as well. Aaron was damned good at his job and loyal. But he had a way of burrowing in a topic like a tick during rainy season.
“She’s a nice girl,” Aaron said. “She’s out of her element. As far as she’s concerned, her family just rejected her. Doesn’t that mean anything to you?”
Nick finished with the saddle. He grabbed the water and stuck it into the saddlebags. “She’s here so we can help her. That’s what matters. She’s upset. She’ll walk it off and then be easier to handle.”
“She’s not an upset cow. She’s a person.”
“You’re taking this too much to heart.”
“Someone has to. Give her a break.”
“I’m rescuing her. Isn’t that enough?”
“No. She’s nice. You need nice in your life.”
Nick led his horse outside. Before mounting, he glared at Aaron. “Whatever you’re thinking, stop it right this second. You hear me?”
Aaron grinned. “She’s pretty, too. I know you saw that. I’m not into women and even I was impressed.”
“She’s a client, nothing more.”
Aaron rolled his eyes. “Oh, please. You think anyone believes that?”
“I don’t care what you believe.” Izzy was here because he was going to help her. For no other reason. He didn’t get involved, certainly not with someone on his ranch. The last thing he wanted was to be responsible for someone else’s emotions.
“Did you see her butt?” Aaron asked, as Nick swung into the saddle. “It’s perfect. Do you think she does squats? My butt is just so flat.”
All Nick wanted was a nice, quiet life. Instead he had this.
“I’m leaving now,” he said.
“Okay, but be gentle when you find her. She’ll be upset and she might have a little heatstroke. Maybe you’ll have to do mouth-to-mouth.”
Nick turned his horse toward the riverbed. “Don’t you have work to do?”
“Yes, but this is better.”
“Say goodbye, Aaron.”
“Goodbye, Aaron.”
Nick adjusted his hat. The temperature had to be over a hundred. He glanced at his watch and calculated how long Izzy had been gone. He would get close enough to see her, but not so close that she would hear the horse. Then he would watch her to see how she was doing.
It took twenty minutes to catch up with her, which surprised him. She’d gone farther than he’d expected. Despite her month of shutting herself in her room, she was still in decent shape.
He reined in his horse and watched her walking. Involuntarily his gaze fell to her rear
