Storm's Interlude by Vonnie Davis

Author:Vonnie Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: texas, dreams, native american, cowboy, abuse, visions, nurse

Chapter Fourteen

“You gonna answer that thing or just stare at it?” Jackson broke through Rachel’s fog of trepidation.

She flipped the phone over and closed her eyes a beat, pleading a silent prayer before looking at the display. Her heart sank—Kyle Benson. She couldn’t go through this all over again. Now he had her number, he’d call her relentlessly. She’d have to get it changed.

“Rachel? Is it Kyle?” Sunny’s voice was full of concern.

Before she could reply, Jackson reached across the table and snatched the phone from her hand. “Kyle Benson, this is Chief of Police Jackson Cole. If you’re stupid enough to call this number again, I assure you, your next phone call will be from a jail cell to your lawyer.” He tapped the end call icon and slid it back across the table.

Rachel sat back in her chair and folded her arms. “Okay, Mr. Chief of Police. How did you know Kyle’s full name? I never told Sunny what it was.”

Noella picked Sawyer out of his booster seat. “Miss Sunny, I’ll give him his bath tonight while the three of you talk. Come on, my sweet boy, what toys do you want in your bath?”

Sunny waited until the housekeeper and child were out of earshot, then turned to Jackson. “I never told you a thing about her ex-fiancé. How did you know his name or that he’d be threatening her?” Both women glared at him, waiting.

“Man, can’t believe I screwed up like that.” Jackson sat back in his chair and rubbed both hands over his face.

“Jackson, out with it.” The tone of Sunny’s voice clearly indicated she expected a reply. “Didn’t we just promise each other honesty?”

Jackson sighed audibly, then nodded. “Yeah, sugar, we did. I did a background check on Rachel before Storm agreed to you hiring her. There were police reports of domestic violence incidents and vandalism, followed by a restraining order against one Kyle Benson.”

“You investigated me? Me, personally, not professionally.” Of all the nerve. Suddenly, she felt violated. This man knew all her personal stuff. Not that she had anything to hide. Still…

Jackson’s gaze on her was steady. “You have to realize this woman sitting next to me is the most important person in my life. Storm’s, too. So when he asked…”

“This was Storm’s idea?” She snatched the phone, stood and shoved it into her pocket, fairly trembling with outrage. “I expect people to check out my professional credentials, demand it, in fact. But to delve and probe through my personal life makes me feel like you’ve rummaged through my panty drawer to see if I prefer thongs to bikinis. The next time I see Storm I’m going to give him a piece of my mind.” She picked up her plate and silverware and carried them to the sink.

Jackson followed. “Look, I don’t see anything wrong with what we did. Would you invite a total stranger to live in your home without first making sure he or she wasn’t a criminal? A child molester or a thief? Even educated people, credentialed people do unspeakable things.

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