Christmas Rider: A Lost Saxons Short Story (#5.5) by Jessica Ames

Author:Jessica Ames [Ames, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Beth

Six days until Christmas…

The air is bitter today. I’m glad to be inside my office, cosy and warm. Logan isn’t so keen on me being here alone, after what happened with Mr William Brosen, but we haven’t seen him since the day he cornered me in the office. I don’t know if that’s a positive or a negative, but I’m glad he’s no longer around. The last thing we need is a private investigator poking about. Simon Wilson is dead, of that I have no doubt. Brosen, and the police, can’t prove anything, but I still don’t like it. I do not want any of the guys in jail because of that nosey bastard. It sounds cold, but Wilson got what he deserved, completely. He hurt Liv and Dean. He nearly killed me. He shot Wade.

Yeah… he got his comeuppance. If Liv had lost that baby—a baby she’s about a nanosecond from giving birth to…

My hand flutters down to my own stomach where mine and Logan’s baby is nestled. We haven’t told anyone yet. It’s bad luck, right? And we have enough bad luck of our own without adding any more. Besides, I still need to have it confirmed by the doctor later this week. My nausea hasn’t really abated, but I don’t feel so anxious, now I know what is causing it.

“You want a coffee?”

Jamie startles me as she pops her head around the door. Holy crap, my heart is racing. I forgot she was here.

After Brosen’s visit, Logan was insistent I had someone else in the office. Jamie was at a loose end, so I offered her a position. She’s doing admin duties at the moment, but if she works out, I’ll mentor her in the marketing side. I like keeping things in the family, with people I trust.

She also put up the small fibre optic Christmas tree in the corner and some tinsel around both our computer screens.

“Uh—” I do want coffee, but I’m not sure I’m supposed to drink it. I should have done more research… “No, I’m fine.”

Her brows pull together. I’m not surprised. I usually can’t start my day without a good dose of caffeine.

“Are you still sick?”

“Yeah, I feel nauseous. It’s probably not a good idea to drink anything, unless you want to see it projectile vomited across the office.”

Her red hair dances around her jawline. “Nope. I’m not sure puke clean-up is in my job description.”

It most certainly isn’t, and I wouldn’t expect her to clean up my mess anyway.

“Did you organise the paperwork for the Dravon file?”

“Yep. It’s in your in-tray.”

I’ll admit, I’ve been impressed with her work ethic so far. She comes across as a bit of a wild child at times, but she’s worked hard for me so far. She’s polite on the phone, good with clients, and it’s nice having someone here with me. It did get a little lonely before.

“Did you hear about the Christmas dinner?”

“Yeah. Are you going?” Lo goes to his mother’s for breakfast with the rest of his siblings, then does his own thing the rest of the day.

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