Brides on the Run (Books 1-4) by Jami Albright

Author:Jami Albright [Albright, Jami]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-23T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Hey, babe. Sorry, but I got tied up at work. I can’t make it to dinner. I’ll meet you at home later.

Hank listened to the message from his wife for the second time. He’d give anything to feel even one ounce of disappointment, but he couldn’t ignore the river of relief that rushed through him.

This was bad.

He was committed to his marriage, so he better find a way to make this work. He fired back a text.

No worries. I’m going to grab a bite, then I’ll be home.

He was about to exit his cruiser, when he noticed a commotion across the street. A group of reporters crowded around a car, yelling and snapping photos. In an instant, he knew it was Wardell’s car. From there it didn’t take long to understand that Zachsville’s newest celebrity in residence must be in the car too.

Now this was a situation he could take care of. He started his car and made the block. The squawk of the siren got the paparazzi’s attention as he pulled in behind the other automobile. He could see that Honey was in the driver’s seat, and she was yelling at the press.

He unfolded from his vehicle and waded into the fray. “Alright, what’s going on here?” The edge of anger in his voice wasn’t manufactured after he got a look at Charlie in the backseat. Christ, she’d put up with these vultures for the last couple of months, and it was time for them to go.

“Charlie! Look here.”

“Heard you were going to marry Ron Gaylord, why’d you call it off?”

“Are you pregnant, Charlie?”

These guys had to have the worse job in the world. Ninety-nine percent of what they reported was fabricated bullshit. He had no idea why she’d decided to marry her manager, but he was reasonably sure it wasn’t because that old guy got her pregnant. No way were they sleeping together. He didn’t know how he knew, just that he did.

Yeah, you don’t know shit, Odom.

He wedged himself between the paparazzi and the car. “That’s enough. Back off.”

“We have a right to be here, sheriff,” some big guy whose shirt didn’t entirely cover his belly said.

“You don’t have the right to harass the good citizens of Zachsville, son.” He didn’t feel one bit bad about the satisfaction he got from adding the ‘son’ to that sentence.

A skinny, pasty guy who looked like he was on vacation from his mother’s basement shouted, “Come on, sheriff. We’re just trying to do our job. Give us a break.”

Hank took off his cowboy hat and smoothed his hair back with the opposite hand. “I get that, but you can do your job from the other side of the street. Now.”

There was cursing and whining, but they did finally move like an amoeba to the opposite corner, where they restarted their barrage of questions and snapping cameras.

Once he was sure the coast was clear, he opened Honey’s door. “Y’all alright?”

Honey exited the car and fanned herself. “At first it was excitin’, but then they tried to open the car doors.

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