Status Updates From The Texas Ranger's Reward

He returned her kiss as he carried her over the threshold of her bedroom. "You're so precious to me, Melissa. I adore you. Love me tonight, darling. You have on idea how much I need you."

*Carmen vomits*

Melissa was feeling well enough not to like the way the pretty nurse smiled at Travis before she left the room. Melissa wanted Travis out of the line of fire from all the females working here.

UGH.

What the hell is going on in this book. o.O

"MELISSA," he cried urgently. "I need you tonight. Hold me. Kiss me."

He was actually trembling.

WTF

"You owe me nothing," he said in a remote tone of voice. "I felt like kissing you and I did, until you stopped me. We both know it happens to males and females all the time. It's just as well I got it out of my system so I can concentrate on finding the people invading your domain."

What a psycho. o.O

"What did I do that you didn't want me to?"
...
The safe world she'd created for herself since the divorce had just blown up in her face. For the first time in six years, she felt confused and out of control. It was cruel to blame him for wanting his wife to still be alive... And Melissa knew it was sheer insanity to accuse him of trying to dominate her, when he'd done nothing of the kind. For days now she'd been

"There's nothing more beautiful than nature's creations."

"You're right." Without conscious thought he removed the goggles and set them down. "I'm looking at one of them right now. You have no idea how beautiful you are to me, Melissa."

Ew. No.

The man sitting next to her didn't miss anything. When law enforcement failed, you called in a Texas Ranger to get the job done. She'd heard that all her life and couldn't believe she was actually sitting next to one.

Hiking was one of her favorite things to do in this world. Waves of delight swept through her. A picnic with a Texas Ranger among the wildflowers would be like something out of a fantasy. With him around, no way could she get hurt.

Good, just tell him you're not interested and to fuck off.

"She's more fun!"

She was definitely that. And maybe too clever? Travis wanted to believe the therapist had no ulterior motive when she'd handed him those passes, but he couldn't be sure. If she was interested in him, then this wasn't the first time a woman had tried to get his attention through his child.

Ew, gross. She's not hitting on you, asshole.

For some reason it made her feel strange. She didn't want to look like anyone else, especially his murdered wife. Apparently, he didn't like it either.

Grow a spine and tell him you're not interested. Men sometimes don't pick up on 'hints,' they need to be told what's up straight out. Say, "I'm not interested."

She'd started working closely with Tom, but despite his obvious interest, she had no desire for any sort of romantic relationship with him.

She knew he wanted to get married again, but in truth, the thought of marrying again filled her with dread.

Melissa had been young and in love when she'd married exciting, handsome Russell Dalton. But her dreams of living happily ever after were shattered when she realized

He'd just come face-to-face with a woman who resembled, in looks and personality, his murdered wife, Valerie.

Oh, boy.

It had been fifteen months since he'd buried his wife in Texas.

After the trauma leading up to her divorce six years ago, she'd gone through a period where she hadn't paid attention to her clothes or hair. But once she'd gone into pediatric orthopedic physical therapy,...