Secret Seal Isle Mysteries, Books 1-3 by Lucy Quinn

Author:Lucy Quinn [Quinn, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seaside Story Productions, LLC

Chapter 13

When she stepped back outside, the first thing Cookie noticed was that Hunter was still there, though he was standing by the table instead of sitting at it. But at least he hadn’t bailed on her.

The second thing she noticed was that Hayley and Dylan were gone. Which was probably a good thing. Much harder to embarrass herself around Dylan if he wasn’t there.

“Feeling better?” Hunter asked as she approached. She could tell by his tone that what he really meant was “ready to stop acting crazy?”

“Yes,” she responded, answering both questions at once. “I’m sorry. I really am. I—I don’t know what got into me.”

“I’ve got a pretty good idea,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s an imp and it’s got green eyes.” He looked a little sad. “I shouldn’t have laid into you like that, though. Sorry. I’ve just never seen you act this way before.” Again his underlying meaning was crystal clear: You’ve never acted this way about me.

“I know.” And she did know. She loved Hunter, at the very least as a partner and a friend if not something more. She trusted him with her life. And yes, she was attracted to him—there was no denying that.

But even when he’d been flirting with Hayley the other night, she hadn’t felt jealous. Annoyed, maybe. Left out, certainly. A little dissed. But jealous? Not really. Certainly not the way she had just now over Dylan.

But was this normal? Was it okay? She had so little experience feeling jealous romantically that she had no idea.

And right now really wasn’t the time to explore it.

“Let’s get back to work,” she suggested. “Okay? This whole detour was my fault, and I’m totally owning it, but I’m game to move past it if you are.”

That earned her a smile, at least. “You’re on.” Hunter held up a bag. “And I got us some food to go. Figured we owed them for taking up the table, anyway.”

“Great.” Cookie pivoted away from the bar, only to see someone approaching them off the street. A familiar someone in uniform with a star on his chest.

“Deputy Swan?” she waited for him to reach her, worried that she might be in for a repeat of his ranting at her yesterday. But he didn’t look angry. Quite the opposite, in fact—he looked excited, which was certainly something she hadn’t seen on the lazy deputy before.

“Miss James!” Swan called out as he stepped up onto the porch and lurched to a stop before them, red-faced and gasping for air. “Agent O’Neil. Glad I spotted you. I was going to run over to Hancock, but this way you’ve saved me the trip.” And, still gulping, he held up a small plastic bag.

A bag containing something the size of a penny and just as shiny, but far more colorful.

“What’s this?” Hunter asked, accepting the bag and peering at it.

“We found it on Dickie’s body,” Swan managed between breaths. “I was one of the first on the scene.” He glanced down at his feet.

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