Copyright 2011 Aileen Fish
Published at Smashwords by Aileen Fish
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He smelled fear.
Above the odors of sweat, arousal and beer, the bitter tang of fear was undeniable. Micah couldn’t identify the source, but someone inside the Rusty Bucket was afraid of something. The usual Saturday night crowd filled the bar, along with a face or two he didn’t recognize. As he glanced around, he saw nothing to explain the fear. No one showed any signs of confrontation or agitation.
His gaze kept returning to one spot, but it had nothing to do with what he sensed. He couldn’t take his eyes off the redhead sitting two tables over laughing at something her companion said. Micah watched her face, wondering at the level of connection between her and the man. Was she interested? Already attached?