Page 15 of Beneath the Blue Moon
“Um… I’m working—”
“I’ll fill in for you,” Jan offers eagerly.
I look over at her, widening my eyes in irritation.Buttout!
“It’s your night off.You—”
“I’ll be happy to do it.Go, have a good time.”Leaning inclose, she whispers, “I want details.”
She bounces off with a self-satisfied grin.Beautiful, ampleJan.She flips her brown hair and bats her lids at one of the patrons.As sheleans close, he stares up into her blue eyes.She sure is a charmer.And ameddler.Sheesh.
“Well…” I turn back to the sheriff.“I guess I’m free.”
“Great.You can come to my place.I’ll cook.”
“You cook?”
“I make a mean steak.”
“Huh… We’ll see.Should I bring anything?”
“Just your beautiful self.”
He called me beautiful.How can I say no now?
“Okay, it’s a date.But….”
“But?”He raises a brow.
“I’m still not in the market for a relationship, Sheriff.”
He just smiles, like what I’m saying is inconsequential.Sohe thinks he can change my mind?
“I’ll pick you up at seven.”
“Make it eight.I have to get my dad down for the nightbefore I leave.”
“No problem.”
“Okay then.”
“I’ll do my best to make it a detail-worthy evening.”Hewinks.
“You heard that?”
“I have great hearing.”
“That you do.”
“These are for you.”
When he hands me the roses, my fingers brush against his,and a shiver runs up my spine.Good Lord.
“They’re beautiful.Thank you.”
I have a date… with the hot sheriff.This could either goblissfully right or disastrously wrong.I hope it’s not the latter.I reach forthe scotch to pour him a drink and realize he’s suddenly grown very tense.Heturns on the stool and faces the door.At that very moment, a tall blonde walksin.She smiles directly at him as if she knew he’d be here waiting for her.Shesashays over, swinging her hips.Her black leather bustier and matching mini skirtleave little to the imagination.
“Ethan, darling,” she purrs in a syrupy-sweet voice.
