The Lawman’s Blackmailed Bride (Billionaire Brothers 3): BBW Romance Read Online Free

you Lawman.”
    “ That was my brother Logan.” He raked his hand through his short hair. “He’s just heard a description of my SUV broadcast on the news, in conjunction with an antiques store clerk allegedly stealing a valuable Roman coin.”
    Phoebe’s heart thudded. “Oh, no. What am I going to do?” She bit her lip as she stared at Cole.
    “We better go and see your old boss in Jackson Hole.”
    Phoebe’s gaze flickered to his face. “Really?” A smile touched her lips. “You’ll still help me?”
    “ Yeah, I’ll still help you.”
    Although his words were gruff, a warm flush stole through her. “Thank you,” she murmured.
    “We better get going. The helicopter’s being serviced right now so if we want to keep a low profile, we should drive. The sooner I can swap cars the better.”
    “ You’ve got a helicopter?” She stared at him, remembering that part of the phone conversation.
    He chuckled ruefully. “My brothers and I co-own it, but Alex uses it most of the time. It’s being serviced while he’s on his honeymoon.”
    “Oh.” How much would it cost to own a helicopter? She couldn’t even begin to imagine. She suddenly took a deep breath, the phrase “swap cars” echoing in her mind. “Cole, I know you said you’d help me, but I don’t want you to get in any trouble.”
    His chuckle seemed more of a growl. “Right now you need my help, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”
    Her heartbeat quickened at the endearment. Although she knew he didn’t mean it, it reminded her of how long she’d been on her own. Apart from visiting her parents regularly before they temporarily moved to Hawaii and having a monthly chat with her sister living in New York, she led a pretty quiet life. Including a very quiet love life. She wasn’t a complete hermit; she had fun with a couple of close girlfriends, but there hadn’t been a man in her life for a while. A good, long while.
    And he’s not the new man in your life, she reminded herself. You’re his client.
    “ I’ll just pack a bag.” Cole strode down the hall, which she assumed led to one or more bedrooms. Before she could even think about how travel-stained her clothes would be by the time they reached Mr. Dawson’s house, he re-emerged carrying a small duffel bag. “Come on.” He beckoned to her, and she carefully placed the coin in her purse, zipping it up tightly, before following him outside.
    He locked the door, noticing her looking around at the pasture surrounding the cabin. “I know I’m on fifty acres but it still pays to be cautious.”
    She nodded, trailing behind him as he walked to the SUV. Scrambling into the passenger seat, she realized she was placing all her hope and trust in this man. Nobody knew where she was or who she was with.
    He waited until she buckled her seat belt before starting the engine. “We’ll swap cars with my brother.”
    “He won’t mind?”
    “ He’s on his honeymoon. He won’t even know.” Cole’s white teeth flashed briefly. “Elk View Corner’s on the way to Jackson anyway.”
    They drove a few miles until they hit the highway. Cole drove expertly, keeping just under the speed limit. For the first time, she noticed just how luxurious the interior of the vehicle was. Plush leather seats and a dazzling array of dials and gadgets on the dash that put her boring white sedan to shame.
    She looked out of the window, wishing she could enjoy the scenery. But all she could think of was the coin in her purse, and the mess she’d gotten herself into. She just hoped if she and Cole were able to get everything straightened out, Mrs. Miller would understand Phoebe had acted in the elderly lady’s best interest.
    Occasionally she peeked at Cole’s profile. His large, tanned hands gripped the steering wheel, and she wondered what they would feel like wrapped around her waist, or even caressing her bare flesh. Don’t go there , she cautioned herself, feeling the telltale warmth of a