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him then drew away. “Come on in.”
    He took off his Stetson and walked through the doorway, and he stood in the entryway as she closed the door behind him.
    “Why don’t you have a seat?” she said.
    He shook his head. “This will only take a moment.”
    “Something’s wrong.” An expression, almost like panic crossed her face. “What—?”
    He gripped the brim of his hat. “I’m breaking off the wedding.”
    Her eyes widened, a disbelieving expression on her face.
    “I’ve been thinking about us,” he said. “I don’t think we’re right for each other.”
    The expression of shock on her face turned to anger. “It’s her isn’t it?” Fury was in her voice. “She comes along and you drop me like I’m nothing.”  
    He kept his gaze steady on her. “This has nothing to do with Jessie and everything to do with us.”
    “Jessie is it?” Phoebe’s face had gone bright red. “I was right. You were off with her yesterday and you lied to me.”
    “I never cheated on you or lied to you.” Zane’s jaw tensed. “I’ve been thinking on this for some time now and I don’t think you and I are a good match.”
    “It’s her .” She practically spat the words. “ She did this to us. That bitch. That damn bitch.”  
    He put his hand on the doorknob and looked at her for a long moment. “I was prepared to talk this through with you Phoebe, but with that, good bye.”
    “Wait,” she said as he turned away from her and opened the door. He looked over his shoulder and saw her panicked expression. “Please don’t leave like this. We can work things out. I know it is her though. I know it.”
    “I’m sorry, Phoebe. It’s over.” This time he didn’t look over his shoulder when she called to him.
    He walked out to his truck, climbed in, and the motor roared to life as he started it. Gravel crunched beneath his tires as he turned the truck around and headed back to the ranch.

Chapter 6
     
     
    The morning following her encounter with Phoebe, Jessie found herself looking at the pictures of Phoebe and the man again. It hadn’t been her imagination. The woman had been locked in a very passionate embrace with another man. Jessie frowned as she thought again about the photos she’d taken of the pair.
    She’d thought again about telling Zane but she still wasn’t sure it was her place. Well, if she was going to mention it to Zane, she’d do it when it felt right.
    With a sigh she closed the laptop. Last night he’d stopped by just long enough to make a sandwich for dinner and he’d left. He’d seemed distracted, but he said he wanted to make sure she was all right.
    She’d been disappointed, looking forward to talking with him again, even though she knew that spending time with him was dangerous. Very dangerous to her heart.
    He made her forget about her ex and she finally realized that she was over Carl. The weight of his betrayal had hung heavy over her, but she knew everything was going to be okay.
    Life goes on.
    She set the laptop aside before grabbing her camera equipment and heading through the big house to the front door.
    Just as she started to grasp the door handle, the door opened and she stumbled back. Zane grabbed her arm, keeping her from falling.
    “Thanks.” She took a deep breath and smiled.
    He didn’t let go and his blue eyes seemed to caress her as his touch burned through her arm. For a long moment their gazes held. Too much was in that look—it was like he was feeling what she was. Things he shouldn’t be since he was engaged.
    He might not be for much longer, went through her mind and she had to mentally shake the thought off. Was she being self-serving in telling him?  
    She glanced at his hand where he gripped her. He released her arm and she looked up and met his eyes again.
    “You okay?” His voice was a low rumble as he spoke.
    “Thanks for the quick save.” She managed a smile. “I would have landed on my butt.”
    “And a nice butt it is,” he said