When a Man Loves a Woman (Indigo) by Taylor-Jones LaConnie

Author:Taylor-Jones, LaConnie [Taylor-Jones, LaConnie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781585715725
Publisher: Genesis Press
Published: 2008-03-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Baby Girl ain’t here, is she?” Zach whispered the question, peeking around A.J.’s burly frame when he answered the door the next morning.

A.J. stepped to the side to let Zach enter. “No. Why? Is something wrong?”

After his shower that morning, A.J. had almost panicked when he discovered that Vic had left. It wasn’t until he noticed her suitcase was in the same spot she’d left it in the night before and read the note she’d taped on the dresser mirror saying she needed to take care of some things—alone—that he settled down.

He decided it was best not to go after her because whatever she had to confront, she had to do it by herself. He took assurance in the fact that she loved him. He’d seen it in her eyes, had felt it in her touch, and had heard it in her voice every time she’d whispered his name the previous night.

“I just got off duty and I’m tired,” Zach answered, stretching his neck. “Brother-in-law, I’m gettin’ too old to be chasing these bail jumpers all over town. Between that and working with the DEA on some stuff…ya know, a brother can only take so much.”

They headed down the hallway into the kitchen and Zach slumped in a chair, releasing a loud, weary sigh. “Pull out my Crown Royal and a glass for me, will ya? I need a drink right about now.”

A.J. chuckled. “It’s not even noon.” He retrieved the bottle Zach always kept in an upper cabinet along with a shot glass and placed them in the center of the table. “Your butt’s probably tired because you’re trying to keep up with that young sister of mine,” he teased, referring to the twelve-year difference between Zach and his twenty-eight-year-old sister, Moni.

Zach chuckled. “Don’t hear me complaining, do ya?” He poured the brown liquid into his glass and added, “And you can best bet the bank that ya ain’t gonna never hear my baby complaining.”

A.J. grinned, then bunched his brows together because Zach hadn’t touched his drink. “So, what are you waiting for?”

Zach swung his right arm up and tapped the crystal face on his watch. “Noon. Only have one shot, and never before then.”

“You need to eat something,” A.J. reminded him.

Zach winked. “Thanks for asking. Don’t have no problems with leftovers, ya know.”

A.J. fingered his moustache and grinned. “How do you know we have leftovers?”

“When Baby Girl cooks, there’s always leftovers.”

After fixing Zach a plate, A.J. braced himself against the counter near the microwave with his feet crossed at the ankles, waiting for the food to finish heating. “Tough day, I take it.”

Zach checked his watch again, picked up the shot glass, and tossed his drink down in one gulp. “Tough,” he said, grunting, “ain’t exactly the word I’d use to describe it. After I spoke with Valerie at the hospital yesterday, I was able to track down Scooter.”

A.J. placed the dish on the table in front of Zach and pulled his chair away, straddling it backward. “What’s going on?” The unevenness in his tone did little to mask his own anxiety.

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