Galahad in Jeans (Louisiana Knights Book 2) by Jennifer Blake

Author:Jennifer Blake [Blake, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Steel Magnolia Press
Published: 2016-02-09T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Headlights coming from the direction of town roused Carla. She thought she might have dozed, as impossible as that seemed. Not only was she warm and cushioned by firm muscle and sinew, but her position on top of a truck surrounded by raging waters seemed uniquely secure.

Beau wouldn’t let her fall. He would keep her safe from the flood as surely as he had rescued her from the sinking car. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind.

That impression was astonishing. She had no time to examine it, however, as three vehicles materialized out of the darkness, a police car with red and blue lights flashing, a tow truck, and a pickup truck pulling a boat trailer holding an aluminum fishing boat.

It was Trey who hailed them across the water. Beau answered, and the two exchanged insults in easy camaraderie. In record time, the boat was launched and its motor putt-putting as it came toward them.

It took longer than anyone would have thought to release the clips that held the slicker around her and Beau so they could move apart. She thought Trey and the man who was with him, Sheriff Lance, exchanged looks of high amusement as they waited for the two of them to untangle themselves. It did look funny, she supposed, but what else could they have done? At least the two men refrained from saying anything about it in front of her.

Beau handed her down into the boat then climbed in after her. Minutes later, she was on dry land again. She was directed to the front seat of the police cruiser where it was warm and dry, but Beau stood talking to the others. It turned out he intended to stay and help tow his truck.

Her car would have to wait, not that she was surprised. She’d seen it disappear beneath the flood waters and figured it was unlikely to surface until they receded. No doubt it would be a total loss.

Riding with the sheriff back to town was awkward. At first, Carla was too tired and wet for casual conversation beyond expressing her appreciation for the rescue. The hot air blasting from the car’s heating system threatened to dry Carla’s clothes on her body but she couldn’t get enough of it. It also made her drowsy. Yet as the miles slid past, practicality reared its head.

She glanced at the sheriff’s stern profile in the greenish glow of the dashboard lights. He was definitely a Benedict, she thought. He had the same outstanding good looks, confident authority and unbending attitude that she’d begun to associate with Beau and Trey.

“Does Chamelot have a rental car agency?” she asked. “It looks as if I’ll need something to drive until I find out what’s become of my car.”

“Big Jim’s Auto Repair can fix you up. His loaners may not be brand new or whistle clean, but they’re safe.”

“If I call the shop—”

“He’ll deliver a ride of some kind to Windwood.”

One problem solved. What was next? “I don’t suppose you have any idea when the river will go down?”

“No.

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