The Last Execution by Alexander Jerrie

Author:Alexander, Jerrie [Alexander, Jerrie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Suspense, Contemporary
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2013-02-22T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Friday, May 7, 11:30 p.m.

“Dammit.” J.T. swung his feet to the floor, holding the phone close to his ear, he turned his back to Leigh. His mind raced in a dozen different directions. Why now? Why tonight? “Talk to me.”

“Your mama is sitting in my cruiser, drunk and madder than hell. She pissed off her boyfriend and he dumped her.”

“Where?” J.T. shrugged off Leigh’s hand, instantly regretting his action. Without looking back, he reached for her. His heart tumbled to his feet when her fingers wound around his, and she scooted close enough to rest her head on his back.

“Entrance to Woodruff Park.”

“She picked a nasty part of town.” Shit. No options. Promises made to Nana were kept. If he didn’t go get his mother right now, no telling when she’d turn up again.

“What do you want me to do?” David asked.

J.T. turned and stared into Leigh’s blue eyes. Open and trusting, she waited quietly. Fuck. He had to go get his mother. The dye had been cast a long time ago.

“Can you hang on to her until I get there?”

“I can’t make her stay, short of arresting her. Didn’t think you’d want her hauled downtown.”

“Park’s a big place. Give me an exact location.” In an instant, J.T.’s plans for the rest of the evening collapsed. He ended the call and tossed the phone on the nightstand.

“I’m sorry, Leigh. I have to go.” He dropped his head into his hands.

A chill skittered across where her warmth and gentle touch had been when she moved away. Shit. When he raised his eyes to her, she’d already slipped into her underwear.

“I understand.” She lifted one shoulder.

She stepped into the dress he’d casually tossed across the room and glanced up at him. The embarrassment on her face stunned him, turned him inside out. Jesus Christ, just shoot me.

“It’s not like we’re involved or something.” She never flinched.

J.T. slid on his jeans. He’d hurt her, yet she held her expression, giving nothing away.

What the fuck could he say to make her understand? He’d never been good at lying. But to blurt out he had to go pick up his drunken mother. His family history wasn’t something he discussed.

“Leigh, come here.” He caught her by the arm. “Please.”

She allowed him to wrap his arms around her only after he tugged. Her spine felt rigid as a steel rod under his hands.

“I shouldn’t have come.” Her body shifted away from his.

“You can’t mean that, not after what just happened. I’ve wanted you from the first day we met, and I’ll never regret tonight.” J.T. cupped her face in his hands, leaned down, and kissed her soft lips. He thumbed away the smudged mascara under her eyes.

All the air left his lungs when she politely nodded and backed away. He had to tell her the truth. Had to trust her.

Pride be damned.

“It’s…my mother.” Damn, doing the right thing shouldn’t be this hard. Leigh deserved to know, even if telling her wiped out any chance of a relationship between them.

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