Gone Daddy Gone (Sloane Monroe Book 7) by Bradshaw Cheryl & Bradshaw Cheryl

Author:Bradshaw, Cheryl & Bradshaw, Cheryl [Bradshaw, Cheryl]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2017-04-27T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 21

Knowing I needed to repair the damage I’d done with Nick, I sent him a text and asked if he wanted to take a ride with me. He agreed, and I drove to his house to pick him up. I parked curbside and let him know I was there. Everything about him seemed different now. I was shocked to see him living in a stucco house in a cookie-cutter neighborhood, and owning of a fat, gray cat, which was perched atop a sofa, staring out the window at me like I was tonight’s dinner.

The front door opened, and Nick stepped out. A woman followed after him. She smiled at me as she walked him to my car.

Great, just what I need right now, an awkward exchange with my ex-boyfriend’s wife.

She was everything I wasn’t—younger, thinner, innocent, and she had a sweet, fresh face, like she hadn’t experienced a day of hardship in her entire life.

Nick opened the passenger-side door and bent down. “Sloane, this is my wife Marissa.”

Marissa leaned in and extended a hand toward me. I shook it.

“I hope you don’t mind me coming out here like this,” she said in a thick Southern accent, “but Nick has talked a lot about you, and I really wanted to say hello.”

I was unclear about her true motive for meeting me. Wanting to keep the conversation brief, I went with a standard reply. “Nice to meet you.”

“Can I just say something? I really like your short hair. Looks great on you.”

I resisted the urge to say—thanks, not everyone can pull it off.

And by everyone, I did mean her.

“Thanks.”

“I think what you do for a living is really neat,” she said.

Neat?

Good grief.

Again, I thanked her, hoping the compliment part of our conversation was over, and we could wrap things up and be on our way.

But no ...

She said, “Oh, and I’m sorry to hear about your ... well, I guess she was like your step-daughter, right?”

I smiled at Nick in a way that prompted him to look at Marissa and say, “We need to get going, honey.”

Yeah, honey. We need to go.

“Oh, okay,” she said. “When do you think you’ll be back?”

“I don’t know. I’ll call you if I’m going to be too late.”

She glanced at me for a split-second and bit her lip, and I saw the worry in her eyes. She may have been more sugar and spice than I could handle, but I didn’t feel right about leaving without putting her at ease. “I just need him to talk to a suspect with me. We won’t be long.”

My words seemed to pacify her. She brushed her lips across Nick’s and backed away from the car.

Halfway down the street, Nick shook his head at me. “I see the judgmental look on your face, Sloane. What are you thinking?”

“She seems a little on the young side.”

“Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice?”

“You detect a hint of honesty in my voice.”

“Marissa’s not that much younger than I am.”

“Not much is relative.

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