Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 593(@200wpm)___ 475(@250wpm)___ 396(@300wpm)
With a drop-me-to-my-knees kind of smile, she tilted her head and glanced between the bread and me. “I take it you had a piece…or two.”
“You can’t expect me to walk into the kitchen and see this and not have a piece. And you made fresh coffee. Please. I was set up for failure the moment you took the bread out of the oven.”
She laughed and playfully hit me on the stomach. “Was it good? It smells good.”
“Hell yes, it’s good,” I said as I popped another piece into my mouth.
“Good. The first one I made sucked. So I Googled another recipe and made that one. I tweaked it a bit to make it my own. I’m glad you liked it.”
I lifted a brow. “The ‘first one’ you made? What time did you get up?”
She shrugged it off. “I don’t know. I couldn’t really sleep. I think I’ve got too much on my mind, with the case and all.”
Wrapping my arms around her, I rested my chin on her shoulder. “Is that all it is?”
“Yeah—why?”
“Just making sure. Did you want to swing by your place to change before we head out for the day?”
Her smile lit up her face. “Did you make plans already?”
It was my turn to shrug. “Well, my plans to teach you all about camping this weekend got ruined, so I had to make a few changes. I think you’ll like them, though.”
Her hand laced through my hair as her gaze met mine. “As long as we’re together I don’t care what we do.”
Tapping her nose with my finger, I replied, “That’s what I want to hear. Now let me eat some more of this bread and finish my coffee. Then we’re off.”
Rory laughed and moved to cut herself a piece of the bread. “What about Flash? Is he spending the day with us?”
I looked down at the mutt. He sat there like a perfect little angel as he stared up at me. “I think it’s doggy daycare for this little bas—”
“Finn! Stop calling him curse words.”
Flash whined. I stuck my tongue out at him, and he barked.
I huffed and said, “No one likes a tattletale, Flash.”
With another bark he jumped and ran over to Rory.
“Oh sure, hide behind the girl. Pussy.”
Rory shot me a dirty look while Flash wagged his tail.
When I looked up at Rory, I noticed her eyes looked swollen. “What’s wrong with your eyes?”
Her smile faded. “What?”
“They look puffy and red.”
She finished off her piece of bread and drank some water. “Lack of sleep, I’m sure.”
A feeling moved over me as I watched her bend down to give Flash some love. “Should we get going?” she asked, too casually.
There was something she was hiding, and I was going to figure out what in the hell it was. Taking a drink of my coffee, I nodded. “Yeah. I just need to get dressed.”
Her smile was forced as I walked by her and kissed her on the cheek. Had I said something last night? I was pretty sure I hadn’t.
She’d been quiet ever since we left Preston and Harmony’s. Rubbing the tension in the back of my neck, I pulled out my phone and sent a text message off.
Me: Did Rory happen to mention anything being wrong when you guys went for a walk?
I tossed my phone onto the bed and waited for Angie to text me back.
Little Sis: Nope. Nothing. Why, what’s wrong?
Me: Probably nothing. My imagination.
Little Sis: Probs. Love you, big bro. Got to run. Hugs to Rory!
I sat down on my bed and blew out a deep breath. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. There was something different in her eyes this morning.
Shaking it off, I stood and pulled on a pair of jeans, then a light sweatshirt. The temperature was supposed to be on the chilly side today.
With a quick run of my fingers through my hair, I took off back to the living room. Rory was on the balcony talking to someone. I grabbed Finn’s leash and he came flying over to me, jumping around like an idiot.
“You ready to go spend the day with other dogs?”
Flash jetted his front paws out in his favorite downward dog position and barked. Laughing, I clipped the leash on. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“All ready?” Rory asked.
“Yep. Who was that?”
“Russell. We have a meeting with the client and his accuser tomorrow morning. I’m hoping it’s to tell us she’s dropping the chargers against Robert Long.”
I shook my head and grabbed Rory’s bag. “I hope so. He’s a good guy, and I never believed those accusations in the first place.”
Rory simply nodded her head as she reached for her purse. “Yeah. You know, I think McCormick’s butt hurt that it was me who exposed this lady.”
I shut the door behind me, then locked it. “Fuck him. Let’s not talk shop. Today is all about us.”