Wrong Turn, Right Direction (The Bourbon Street Boys Book 4) by Elle Casey

Author:Elle Casey [Casey, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781477848715
Publisher: Montlake Romance Publishing
Published: 2017-03-20T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Everything okay back there?” Thibault asks, settling into his seat.

“Yep. Who were you talking to?” I decide to play innocent to see how much he’ll tell me. It’s a test. I really, really want to trust him. I hang on to the armrest of my door tightly as I wait for his answer.

“A friend from work. He’s going to make some phone calls for me. There’s not much of a cell signal out at the cabin.”

“Are those phone calls about me by any chance?”

“Yes.”

Honesty. Good. Point for Thibault. “Thanks for letting me sleep. I was really exhausted.”

“Sure. No problem.”

I suddenly notice how brightly the sun is shining. It makes it seem like the hood of Thibault’s car is sparkling. “It’s a pretty day out today.”

“Sure is. Very mild. Nice breeze.”

“It looks like you got a lot of stuff at the warehouse place,” I say, looking over the seat into the back. Even though I took off on him before we’d put much into the cart, he had the presence of mind to get what we needed. I see two cases of diapers piled on top of tons of food and other baby items. I like his practicality and ability to keep a cool head under pressure.

“Yep. Baby Tee and I handled it together. He’s a pretty good shopper.”

Shame is making it hard for me to speak, but I have to do it. “I’m sorry I took off on you guys. Thanks for taking care of Tee for me. Being apart from him like that was horrible.”

“Yeah . . . What was that all about?”

I shrug, wondering now if I overreacted. “I just didn’t want anybody knowing my business.”

“I noticed. Can you tell me who Sebastian is?”

Tee starts to cry, so I take him from his seat and settle him in my arms so he can have a quick meal before we get back out on the road. I’m stalling for time so I can come up with my answer. Having my baby close to me helps chase away those bad feelings that were created when we were apart.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Thibault says.

He’s being so nice and patient with me, I feel bad holding out on him. And when I try to imagine the things that could happen to me as a result of him knowing my business, I come up with zilch. I sigh, still battling the fear that comes when I picture letting someone into my private life.

Please, God, don’t let me regret this. “Sebastian is one of Pavel’s associates. He’s not in the family exactly, but he’s about as close as you can come and not be blood related.”

“Is he Russian too?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so. He’s from Eastern Europe somewhere, but where exactly? I have no idea. I never asked.” I look up at him, really hoping he’ll believe me, because I’m being completely honest. “I always tried to just keep my head down and focus on what I was supposed to be doing, which was keeping the books.

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