Canyon. Brenda Jackson

her place. Right now she felt violated, and her main concern was keeping her son safe.

      “One night,” she heard herself saying. “I’ll agree to stay one night.” Then she thought about all that needed to be done here. “Maybe two.”

      Canyon frowned in exasperation. “Fine, do your two nights, but the invitation is open for as long as you need it. There’s some nutcase out there and until Pete and that detective figure out what he has against you then I intend to keep you and Beau safe.”

      She bit her tongue to keep from telling him that neither she nor Beau needed him because that would be a lie. At this moment, with so much uncertainty in her life, for the next day...or two...she and Beau did need him.