Corey by Dale Mayer

Author:Dale Mayer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Military, Romance
ISBN: 9781773360683
Publisher: Valley Publishing
Published: 2018-03-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The trip to the grocery store was both fun and exasperating. Angela picked up things that any cook would normally need without knowing if she had a functional kitchen. She was after meat, vegetables, fruit, and some basics, like eggs and bread and butter. And coffee. The men weren’t giving her much time though. She had one chance to go through an aisle, and that was about it. Except when it came to the candy aisle and the cookie aisle. She watched in amazement as Warrick snagged up chocolate-covered peanuts, tossing them in, and Corey grabbed several bags of tortilla chips.

She said, “If you’re getting those, we need cheese, sour cream and salsa for nachos.”

Both men perked up and allowed her to head to the dairy area next. There she grabbed milk and yogurt for herself, plus the nacho toppings. She didn’t have a clue how many days they would be stuck in the safe house, and the men weren’t helpful in that regard. But the cart was half full, so they definitely had food for more than a few days.

In the meat section, Warrick chose a pack of steaks. Corey grabbed a pack of bacon. Seeing the men taking care of those basics, she grabbed an extra pound of butter, a head of romaine lettuce and one of red-leaf lettuce. She wasn’t going down just eating protein. These guys were deadly for that.

At the cash register, they swept through and were back out to their vehicles. At that point, they changed places. She looked over at Warrick who was getting into her car. “Why?”

“To throw anyone off who may be watching us again.”

Corey pulled her toward the truck. “Come on. Let’s go.”

She shrugged, scrambled into the seat and closed the door. “Wow, what a view from up here.”

“It’s not that bad,” he said. “A friend of mine has a six-inch lift kit on his. Now that’s high.”

She shook her head. “Well, at least it’s not stupid high.”

“I get that you don’t like them, but men are very particular about their trucks and don’t like anyone knocking their aftermarket upgrades,” he said with a big smile.

“Not to mention other things,” she said drily.

He laughed, reversed the truck, backed out of the parking lot and followed Warrick who was leading them down the highway. “I forgot you had a sense of humor. We haven’t seen too much of it lately.”

“There hasn’t been anything to laugh about. Besides, how do you know I meant that as funny?”

He looked at her, caught her serious look, stared for a hard moment and then caught her smile breaking. With a nod of satisfaction he said, “That’s more like it.”

She settled back for the drive. It was late afternoon, and the traffic was heavy. She couldn’t imagine where they would end up, and she was already starving. “How could I possibly be hungry when we just ate?”

“That was an hour ago, at least.”

They didn’t have any of the groceries with them. They’d all been put in the back seat of her car, which was nowhere in sight.

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