Risky Secrets by Xondra Day

from the looks of it. I
did work out here today, but these are not mine.” Keith knelt down to examine
them closer. “Someone else was definitely out here at some point recently.”
    “Why
would anyone want to come out here besides you and Jayne? Did she have a
visitor that we don’t know about?” It was possible, but wouldn’t she have told
them?
    “Maybe. We’re not going
to find anything else out here. If there was an intruder, he or she is long
gone by now.”
    “That
makes sense. If I was a creeper, I’d head for the hills if two guys showed up.”
Tom forced a laugh to lighten the situation.
    “Did
you see anything?” Jayne asked meeting them at the door. She looked less
stressed than she had when they arrived. “Come inside out of the cold.”
    “Did
you have any visitors today other than me?” Keith questioned.
    “No
one but you,” Jayne said. A look of utter worry and confusion fell over her
face. “Why do you ask? Did you find anything out there?”
    “Yes,
there were footprints, and they’re not mine. They’re fresh, and most likely
from today,” Keith explained. “Who else knows you’re up here?”
    “Only
my close friend and neighbor. Wait, and my agent,” Jayne added. “They knew I
was coming here to finish my book.”
    “Do
you want me to call the police?” Keith asked. “This could be nothing, but I don’t
want to make a judgement one way or the other. It’s your call.”
    “No,
it’s okay. I’m fine.”
    Tom
didn’t think Jayne was telling the truth. “That’s a tad extreme,” he cut in. “I
mean calling the police when it’s probably nothing.” The last thing he needed
was to see the police up here. “We can hang around for a bit. I’m sure Keith
wouldn’t mind.”
    “Would
you both?” Jayne shot them both a hopeful glance.
    “Sure,”
Keith agreed. “Go back to bed and rest. We’ll keep watch.”
    “You’re
a godsend. The both of you are.” Jayne reached out and touched Keith on the
shoulder and then Tom. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

Chapter Eight
     
    “She’s
certainly something,” Tom said.
    Keith
watched as Jayne left the room. She looked sexy in her nightshirt that rose
just above her knees. There was nothing particularly revealing about the
garment, but she wore it well. “What was that?”
    “You’re
attracted to Jayne,” Tom continued. “The signs are there like the way you look
at her, and then there’s your body language. You become a total protector when
she’s around.”
    “How
can I not?” There was something about Jayne that sparked his interest. “She’s
pretty.” He couldn’t come right out and say that he thought she was hot. What
would Tom think of him if he did?
    “She’s
much more than that. I’m bisexual, and I can appreciate the allure of a sexy
woman.”
    “It’s
the person that does it for me and not what’s between their legs.” That’s truly
how he felt about his preference for both sexes. Though being in a relationship
with a man would be much different from only hooking up with one.
    “We
share a common bond.”
    “There
are tons of bisexual people in this world. It’s nothing new.” Keith wasn’t sure
what Tom was getting at. “I could go for a cup of coffee.” He headed towards
the kitchen and immediately spotted the coffee maker sitting on the countertop.
He foraged for coffee in the cupboards and after finding it, set the machine to
brew.
    “Did
I say something wrong?” Tom asked, coming up from behind him. “You seem
uneasy.”
    “Of
course I am. I should have called the police and reported the intruder.”
    “That’s
not what I meant.”
    Keith
braced himself against the counter. Tom certainly liked to talk a lot. “All
this chatting…I don’t find it easy to open up like you do. It’s hard for me to
chat about stuff like that.”
    “The
last thing I want to do is make you feel uncomfortable, Keith. I like you, and
I only want to know more about you and what makes you