Shattered Blue: A Romantic Thriller by Jane Taylor Starwood

Author:Jane Taylor Starwood
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Jane Taylor Starwood
Published: 2013-03-12T00:00:00+00:00

Shane paced the worn beige carpet in her motel room, twitching the curtain aside every few minutes to peer into the parking lot. How long did it take to get to Gram’s house and back? Thirty, forty minutes? What if she wasn’t there? What if she’d moved back to Texas without telling her? No, there was no way Gram would do that.

If only Gramps hadn’t died, she thought. She worried about Gram being alone and it galled her that she couldn’t see her, or even talk to her, whenever she wanted to. Damn reporters.

Shane had just sat down on the end of the bed when she heard the approaching growl of a big engine. She jumped up, opened the door, and saw Matt getting out of his truck. Gram wasn’t in the seat beside him. Raw disappointment flooded through her.

Another vehicle pulled in beside Matt’s truck, a huge black Hummer with tinted windows. Apparently Matt had seen the disappointment on her face; he caught her eye and tilted his head toward the Hummer.

Puzzled, Shane watched the tall, bearded driver climb out and amble around to open the passenger door. Out climbed Gram.

With a wild whoop, Shane ran to her grandmother and grabbed her up in her arms. “Gram! I was afraid you weren’t coming. It’s so wonderful to see you.”

Gram hugged her back. “Of course I came, baby. Let me get a good look at you.”

Gently detaching Shane’s arms from around her neck, she held her away and looked her up and down with delight. “Well, I declare, you look wonderful! Isn’t she a sight for sore eyes, Doug?”

“She’s your spittin’ image,” he replied. “Bound to be a sight for sore eyes.”

“Oh, Doug,” Gram said, her cheeks turning pink, “you do go on.”

All right, Shane thought, time to find out who this “Doug” was. She draped an arm around her grandmother’s shoulders and turned to find herself looking into a pair of brown eyes framed by deep crow’s feet. Those eyes, full of toughness and shrewd intelligence, smiled cooly at her as they sized each other up. No flies on him, Shane thought.

“I suppose you’re wondering my intentions toward your grandma here,” Doug said in an exaggerated drawl.

Shane laughed in surprise and her grandmother giggled like a schoolgirl.

“Honey,” Gram said, “I’d like you to meet Doug Galvin, my next-door neighbor. Doug, this is my granddaughter, Shannon— I mean Shane MacKinnon.”

The hand Doug extended for Shane to shake was as hard and tough as he looked.

“It’s nice to meet you, Doug,” she said.

“Likewise,” Doug said.

Shane tilted her head at him. He was so obviously more than a neighbor. And what was up with neighbors these days, anyway?

“Since you brought it up, Mr. Galvin,” she said, “just what are your intentions toward my grandmother?”

“Shane! Mind your manners!” Gram said.

“It’s okay, Suzy-Q,” said Doug. “Why don’t you show her?”

Shane frowned. Suzy-Q? “Show me what?”

Gram smiled shyly, then held out her left hand, where a small diamond glinted in a simple gold band. “Last night Doug asked me to marry him, and I said yes.

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