Misadventures with a Country Boy by Elizabeth Hayley

Author:Elizabeth Hayley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Waterhouse Press

Chapter Nine

Cole spent the rest of the night wondering what the best plan of action was. He didn’t want to force Brooke to discuss something she clearly had no interest in talking about. At least not with him. And he couldn’t blame her. As far as she was concerned, Cole was just some country boy who’d offered her a ride somewhere. Or nowhere. She knew basically nothing about him other than his name and address, and he didn’t know much more about her. Though he wanted to know what her deal was, there was no reason she should have to tell him her most personal secrets, and Cole understood that.

Except the more he thought about it, the more he’d convinced himself that she should have to tell him about all of her shit. Or at least some of it. Because as much as whatever she was running from was her business, at a certain point, it became his business too. And that point was when she’d forced him to leave the place abruptly and with absolutely no explanation. Cole had no issue protecting her; he’d done it once before, and he’d sure as shit do it again if he had to. But since Brooke had refused to tell him who the enemy was, he decided he’d have to find out for himself.

He knew there was no guarantee that googling Brooke would provide him with any information he didn’t already know. It would probably only result in some dated Facebook account or information about her college volleyball team or something. It wasn’t like he suspected she had a warrant out for her arrest in some other state that would come up with a few clicks on the internet. But he knew there was a chance something might result from a search. And something was better than nothing.

He waited until Brooke went into the bathroom and he heard the shower turn on before taking out his phone. On the off chance the search resulted in something disturbing, he didn’t want her there for his reaction. He walked toward the window to get a better signal before opening up Google and typing in “Brooke Alba.” Hitting the search button, he prepared himself one more time for all of the fucked-up scenarios he could imagine. Maybe she was wanted for grand theft auto or for knocking over a liquor store or for squishing a fucking praying mantis with a designer heel.

The possibilities were endless, and each one caused his pulse to speed up. Especially the ones that involved Brooke running from something that someone did to her rather than something she did herself. He tried not to focus on how messed up it was that he’d rather read about her skipping bail on a drug trafficking charge than see her name come up on some sort of restraining order she’d put on an abusive ex.

But no matter how many ideas popped into Cole’s head before his search, none of them were close to the reality.

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