How is that possible?” Mari flicked her hair over one shoulder, glancing from her father’s lawyer in his drab black suit to the silent man standing at his side. It had been an extremely long day and her brain didn’t seem to be processing all the information the attorney had tossed at her. After a phone call from his office two days ago, she had driven from Boise, Idaho to Austin, Texas only to find out her estranged father had died, leaving everything to his children. Since her brother had disappeared almost four years ago, this massive Victorian house along with who-knew-what all inside it belonged to her. The final straw on this god-forsaken day had been the attorney telling her that included the hot guy who had opened the door to her new house. The non-speaking gorgeous one had intense, very eerie eyes. She couldn’t be sure if they were simply green or shimmering silver over green. In the dim light of the hallway, Mari knew she imagined the flicker of inner fire illuminating eyes that so rudely stared at her.
