Wicked Lies by Lora Leigh

Author:Lora Leigh [Leigh, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781466874473
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2015-08-31T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

What had she allowed to happen?

How had she come to a place where the very thought of being without Jazz was almost more than she could bear?

All because of some damned fluke that sent Cord checking to be certain of the background she was using. Since when did he begin running teachers’ backgrounds? Things like that he left to men like Slade and several others in the county with federal ties.

Hell, how could she have stopped her brother from checking deeper into Annie Mayes’s background? She couldn’t have. No matter what she’d done or the contacts she might have formed, there was no stopping Cord’s instincts. They were phenomenal.

And he was nosy.

He just couldn’t keep his nose out of her business, could he? He’d always been such a damned busybody, making her crazy by snitching on her with Momma and Poppy when she least expected it. He’d even told Poppy how she was watching Jazz that summer, after telling her she had to stay away from him.

Stay away from Jazz?

The very thought had been inconceivable. It was all she could do not to beg Jazz to kiss her, to show her why she was so mesmerized by him. But she hadn’t told Cord that. She’d known better, because he would have immediately had Momma and Poppy send her to a convent or something.

Momma wouldn’t have allowed it, though. Her mother would have been concerned, perhaps, but she would have also been terribly amused by her sons. Their protectiveness was something she’d warned Kenni she may as well get used to, because they would always feel it was their privilege to watch after her.

But they hadn’t watched after her.

That summer was the first in years that her brothers didn’t accompany her and her mother to New York. There had been some job they’d had to complete. One that couldn’t wait for any reason as far as Poppy had been concerned.

She pushed the memories back. She didn’t want to remember the flames and the blood.

Leaning against the open balcony door the next morning as a cool breeze whispered past her, she remembered telling her mother how she felt about Jazz on the drive to New York that summer.

That was part of the shopping tradition. Every summer they went to New York for three or four days. On the drive there her mother would always ask her about whatever boys she was interested in. That summer, though, Kenni hadn’t dated; nor had she spent much time on the phone with any of the young men who called her. For that reason her mother had asked her who’d managed to steal her heart.

Once a year, Kenni could tell her mother anything. The rule was, what happened in New York, what was said in New York, stayed in New York. Momma never told Poppy her secrets, and her brothers never learned of them. What Kenni confided stayed just between her and her mother.

God, she missed her momma.

Kenni had never had to worry about her

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