Unexpected Hero by Rhonda Lee Carver

Author:Rhonda Lee Carver [Carver, Rhonda Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, military
Amazon: B014O277NM
Published: 2015-08-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The dog’s ears popped up. Gunnar had heard the wheels coming up the gravel lane too. He knew it wasn’t Grace’s truck. Jessa got up, growling deep in her throat, just as the sheriff’s car pulled into view, parking close to the house.

From the shade of the tree, Gunnar had watched the sheriff get out of his car and scan the area as if he was looking for something, or someone.

Gunnar had stayed by the fence. Back in his twenties, he’d had his run-ins with the law on more than one occasion before he enlisted. From a distance, Gunnar continued to evaluate the man. The sheriff couldn’t see Gunnar and he had a hankering to keep it that way, at least for a bit, but it didn’t take long for the man to perch his head to the left and target Gunnar in his line of sight. He nodded in greeting and the sheriff pulled off his sunglasses, his gaze narrowing on Gunnar. Just as he’d thought…he came looking for someone.

Gunnar had picked up the hammer and went back to work. If the sheriff needed something, he’d make his presence known soon enough. Jessa remained at alert, still growling under her breath and making no move to greet their company. That told Gunnar a lot about the man in the uniform.

“Settle, Jessa.” Gunnar patted her neck and the dog laid back down.

Not long after the man made himself comfortable staring at Gunnar, Grace had pulled in. Normally, Gunnar would mind his own business, but he’d decided to pay close attention to what was happening across the lawn. Seeing the sheriff greet Grace with an ear-to-ear smile, Gunnar wondered what the relationship was between them.

When they disappeared inside of the house together, Gunnar’s gut tightened. For the first time ever, he felt jealousy—a deep, burning in his body. He knew he didn’t have the right, but it didn’t lessen the severity of the emotion scorching his veins.

Grace had never given him any indication that she was seeing anyone, so maybe the sheriff was only a friend. Hell, Gunnar saw the underlying look on the other man’s face when he saw Grace get out of the truck. There wasn’t an ounce of friendship in that shit-eating grin.

He picked up a board, held it in place, drew back the hammer and accidently struck one finger. “Shit!” Thankfully, the thick gloves absorbed some of the force.

Get back on track, Knox.

Wasn’t going to happen. He decided he needed a break.

A short while later, he wasn’t half surprised to see the sheriff coming his way. Gunnar shifted on the rock by the wood’s edge, taking another bite of his apple. Once the man approached, Gunnar swallowed and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Starting to get up, the sheriff motioned for him to stay seated.

Jessa brought her head up and growled. “Easy, girl,” Gunnar whispered.

“I’m Sheriff Branson. We haven’t met yet.” The burly man sniffed and puffed out his wide chest. Oh, he was one of those guys who used his testosterone before his brains.

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