she had just learned on him. “It’s more than enough for most people.”
“Not sane people.”
“You lied.”
“To you?” he asked.
“To the guy who drives the airport shuttle.” She threw up her hands. “Yes, of course to me. All the time and about almost everything.”
His frown deepened at her assessment of his honesty skills, or lack of them. “Give me an example.”
“I can give you fifty.”
“Since it’s not getting any cooler out here, let’s start with one.”
She homed in on the most obvious problem. “You failed to disclose important information about your past.”
He scoffed. Actually, he made one of those male sounds that stood for “my woman is a nut job,” then just stopped talking.
“You hid the facts from me.” She held up a hand. “And if you make that noise again, I am going to test your theory about being able to breathe through a hand weight.”
“Not sharing every irrelevant detail of my life is different from lying.”
“It is not.”
“See, I knew it. This is just a difference of opinion. We can work thought this. No problem.” His head dipped to the side and he shot her one of his let’s-go-to-bed stares.
No freaking way . No matter how he affected her, how fast her heartbeat galloped whenever she saw him, sex was not going to happen.
“About some subjects, I was the only one who didn’t know…” The words caught in her throat. “Do you have any idea how it feels to practically live with a guy and not know anything about him?”
She had waited for months for him to tell her about his past. Months of ignoring the fury building inside her as his silence chipped away at her trust. Then she got the call from one of the company’s business clients about a break-in that pointed to Noah. The evidence was shaky. The company had more of a suspicion than anything else, but Lexy knew the truth. Lying, stolen money…it all added up to getting scammed by an expert. One Noah Paxton.
The realization had nearly destroyed her. Loving someone so much only to have him screw her and her family made her throw up for days. Then she gave the ring back, locked down the business information she could, and followed every lead. That had taken her to Charlie Henderson and southern Utah, which was why she was sweating off pounds by the minute.
She had to find the evidence to prove Noah had participated in ripping off their client. Without that, he would sweet-talk his way out of it just as he did everything else.
“Your past never mattered so long as you were honest about it. You could have answered a question now and then, but no.” She waved her hands in the air for effect. “Everything was a great big secret. Everything .”
He rolled up his sleeves. “What do you want to know? And make it quick, because my skin is turning to liquid.”
He opened the door for the first time since she’d known him. She sensed a trap and refused to step in it. “Why the big change in attitude?”
“Okay, I’ll start.” He leaned in and lowered his voice out of eavesdropping range. “Are you upset about Mexico?”
“Mexico?”
His dark eyes searched her face for a second before his expression wiped clean again. “Never mind.”
What the hell was he talking about? “As in the country?”
“Is there a Mexico in Kansas?”
“Being a smartass is not a good move when we are this close to the edge of a big desert where no one would find your body for months, possibly years, after I finished with it.” She was just furious enough to do it.
“Good point.”
“So,” she blew out the anger clogging the back of her throat as she struggled to catch up with his side of the conversation. “Tell me about Mexico.”
“Why?”
She scoffed just to see how he liked it. “How should I know? You’re the one who brought it up.”
“Only because I thought that was the reason you broke off the engagement. It wasn’t, so it’s not relevant.”
Typical . She kept stacking the