Chapter 22
Presley stood quickly. Even though she had been caught in the act of intruding and her stomach was a ball of twisting nerves, she turned to face Hobie head on. The smile Hobie expected to give his brother faded into puzzlement as he laid eyes on her. His forward motion through the door slowed to a graceless stop. Their eyes locked and she saw with dread the good humor in his look turn into a sharp question. What in the hell are you doing here?
She felt his words just as clearly as if he had spoken them out loud. And even though she longed to explain, give a believable reason that would erase the shadow of distrust on his face, she remained quiet, willing her response instead – I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to invade your private family space. I didn’t even know Danny was here…and I
