The Passion Of Sam Broussard. Maggie Price

fine.” She struggled to pull back from him. “Fine.”

      His mouth was set in a grim line, his eyes sharp with concern. The realization swirled in Liz’s brain that he’d gazed down at her with the same fierce look once before. But that was impossible.

      “You damn well don’t look fine.”

      With that, Sam swept her into his arms and headed down the stairs.