What, do you have a guard dog or something?
Overinvolved. Overenthusiastic. Overactive imaginations.My mother is a romance novelist, so its always come with the territory—she romanticizes everything Ive done. Every girl Ive gone out with, every relationship Ive never committed to—all fodder for her writing.
She simply cannot help herself.But, thats never made it any less annoying.I sigh, grabbing my car keys off the counter. Im running to the airport to grab Scarlett and when I get back, can you just behave? We arent characters in one of your novels.
A terse nod. A mischievous tip of the lips. Of course youre not.Shes not looking me in the eye.
Another cube of pineapple gets popped into her mouth. Drive safe, and wear your seatbelt.
Rowdy looks just like his mother.Caden recognized that I was with Shay the night we were on the rescue mission. He followed me and I led him right to her.
You couldnt have known.That doesnt lessen my guilt. I dont know what would have happened if that police cruiser hadnt gone by when it did.
Kevin sighed, slowly releasing his breath. Ill stop by the jail and find out what I can from Caden and what I can do to help with his defense. If he isnt willing to talk, which I suspect he wont be, then Ill see what his defense attorney has to say.Ill go with you, but I want to make sure Shay knows what were doing. Id already mishandled the situation and I hoped to learn from my mistake.