state.
“I’ll be lonely.”
He picked up the remote for the TV and turned it on.
“It’s not quite the same as having you around,” she
said.
She walked him to the door. He kissed her and then
opened it.
She was going to be naughty even if it was damn cold
out there. She stood in the doorway and waved to him as he got into his truck.
“Sheriff, the sex was fantastic,” she called out
after him.
****
Shane was still smiling when he walked through the
doors of the sheriff’s office ten minutes later. Lacey was quite something—a
little goofy, naughty, beautiful, and yeah, he was already smitten with her
which he knew was stupid of him. He’d been down that road once before with a
girl from out of town. The came and then they eventually left, suddenly
realizing small town living wasn’t really for them. Malls and coffee shops
called their names.
“You look very happy today,” said Ruth. “And you
might want to cover up the thingy on your neck.”
Shane put his hand right directly on the spot she
was referring to. Lacey had given him a hickey right before they’d fallen
asleep.
“Anyone I know?” she asked.
“You know I never kiss and
tell.”
“It’s Lacey, isn’t it? The young
lady who was applying for the job?”
“It could be.”
“She’s very pretty.”
“Yes, she is.”
“Was it part of the job interview?”
“Ruth Nelson, you are getting more like my mother
every day. Now get back to work before I have to fire you.”
Ruth smiled. “Before I forget, Ted said he’s
performing the autopsy on John Jacobson at 10:00 a.m. and said you’re welcome
to attend.”
“Yeah, I think maybe I should do that.”
She handed him today’s mail.
“Are you seeing her again?” asked Ruth as he turned
to head to his office.
He turned back. “Who would that be?”
She smiled again. “I hope you remember you’re up for
re-election next year and having a wife on your arm, or even better, a pregnant
one by your side, will definitely boost your odds of winning.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
****
Lacey pulled her coat collar up and walked down the
end of the high street. Could you actually call it a high street? She wasn’t
sure. Every store she’d been in, mostly
to be nosy and to get out of the cold wind, everyone had been super friendly. After
doing some exploring, she felt like something to warm her body, and noticed the
café on the opposite side of the street.
As she got to the parking lot, a brown 4x4 pulled up,
and she noticed Shane’s niece, Emily sitting in it next to a man who looked like
he could be Shane’s brother. He had the same high cheekbones, nose, and even
the slight wave in the hair.
Emily was just getting out as Lacey approached.
“Hi Emily,” she said hopping she remembered her.
“It’s Lacey, right?”
Lacey nodded.
“Dad, this lady knows Uncle Shane. She’s new in town
and her name’s Lacey.”
He leaned over and waved to her. “Welcome to Timber
Creek,” he said.
“Thank you.”
“Hey Emily, I’ll be back to collect you at three, so
you be ready because we’ve got groceries to buy,” he said.
“Okay, bye Daddy.”
Flynn waved and drove off, and Emily walked with
Lacey to the café door.
“I hope you’ve got something warm and maybe
something spicy to drink because I’m freezing.”
“It’s not even cold yet,” said Emily.
“Don’t tell me that,” said Lacey opening the door
for them.
Marie smiled as they entered the café. “It’s Lacey,
right?” she asked.
“Yes, and I’m in urgent need of a hot beverage,”
said Lacey clapping her hands together.
“I have just the thing,” said Marie. “Sit yourself
down and I’ll be right back. Emily, honey, you can help me with the scone
mixture if you want.”
“All right, Gran.”
Lacey took off her gloves and coat and hung them on
a stand and then slid into a booth by the fire that luckily was lit. As she
looked out of the window, snowflakes began swirling
“I’ll be lonely.”
He picked up the remote for the TV and turned it on.
“It’s not quite the same as having you around,” she
said.
She walked him to the door. He kissed her and then
opened it.
She was going to be naughty even if it was damn cold
out there. She stood in the doorway and waved to him as he got into his truck.
“Sheriff, the sex was fantastic,” she called out
after him.
****
Shane was still smiling when he walked through the
doors of the sheriff’s office ten minutes later. Lacey was quite something—a
little goofy, naughty, beautiful, and yeah, he was already smitten with her
which he knew was stupid of him. He’d been down that road once before with a
girl from out of town. The came and then they eventually left, suddenly
realizing small town living wasn’t really for them. Malls and coffee shops
called their names.
“You look very happy today,” said Ruth. “And you
might want to cover up the thingy on your neck.”
Shane put his hand right directly on the spot she
was referring to. Lacey had given him a hickey right before they’d fallen
asleep.
“Anyone I know?” she asked.
“You know I never kiss and
tell.”
“It’s Lacey, isn’t it? The young
lady who was applying for the job?”
“It could be.”
“She’s very pretty.”
“Yes, she is.”
“Was it part of the job interview?”
“Ruth Nelson, you are getting more like my mother
every day. Now get back to work before I have to fire you.”
Ruth smiled. “Before I forget, Ted said he’s
performing the autopsy on John Jacobson at 10:00 a.m. and said you’re welcome
to attend.”
“Yeah, I think maybe I should do that.”
She handed him today’s mail.
“Are you seeing her again?” asked Ruth as he turned
to head to his office.
He turned back. “Who would that be?”
She smiled again. “I hope you remember you’re up for
re-election next year and having a wife on your arm, or even better, a pregnant
one by your side, will definitely boost your odds of winning.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
****
Lacey pulled her coat collar up and walked down the
end of the high street. Could you actually call it a high street? She wasn’t
sure. Every store she’d been in, mostly
to be nosy and to get out of the cold wind, everyone had been super friendly. After
doing some exploring, she felt like something to warm her body, and noticed the
café on the opposite side of the street.
As she got to the parking lot, a brown 4x4 pulled up,
and she noticed Shane’s niece, Emily sitting in it next to a man who looked like
he could be Shane’s brother. He had the same high cheekbones, nose, and even
the slight wave in the hair.
Emily was just getting out as Lacey approached.
“Hi Emily,” she said hopping she remembered her.
“It’s Lacey, right?”
Lacey nodded.
“Dad, this lady knows Uncle Shane. She’s new in town
and her name’s Lacey.”
He leaned over and waved to her. “Welcome to Timber
Creek,” he said.
“Thank you.”
“Hey Emily, I’ll be back to collect you at three, so
you be ready because we’ve got groceries to buy,” he said.
“Okay, bye Daddy.”
Flynn waved and drove off, and Emily walked with
Lacey to the café door.
“I hope you’ve got something warm and maybe
something spicy to drink because I’m freezing.”
“It’s not even cold yet,” said Emily.
“Don’t tell me that,” said Lacey opening the door
for them.
Marie smiled as they entered the café. “It’s Lacey,
right?” she asked.
“Yes, and I’m in urgent need of a hot beverage,”
said Lacey clapping her hands together.
“I have just the thing,” said Marie. “Sit yourself
down and I’ll be right back. Emily, honey, you can help me with the scone
mixture if you want.”
“All right, Gran.”
Lacey took off her gloves and coat and hung them on
a stand and then slid into a booth by the fire that luckily was lit. As she
looked out of the window, snowflakes began swirling
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