Du Rose Sons by K. T. Bowes

Author:K. T. Bowes [Bowes, K. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love and marriage, woman sleuth, interracial romance, horses and farming, black man white woman, adultery and accusation, murder and romance, maori and new zealand
Goodreads: 24537710
Publisher: K T Bowes
Published: 2015-02-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Hana stood in the lobby of the hotel chatting to Tama. “They’re incredible people aren’t they?” she said wistfully. “I wish they were related to me and then I could justify popping in to see them all the time. I could adopt them like pretend grandparents or something.” Hana sighed and Tama pulled a face betraying his complete lack of comprehension.

Something behind Hana snatched at his attention, his grey eyes widening in a fear reaction and Hana sensed her husband’s presence in the room. His strong arms snaked around her shoulders from behind and she felt his powerful heartbeat through the thin material of her jacket as it beat against her shoulder blades. Logan locked his hands in front of Hana’s breasts and pulled her body into his. She resisted the urge to lay back against him, knowing that Tama’s eye-roll threatened to be unleashed. Logan’s hands were dotted with healing cuts and scratches and dark lines decorated his palms from the constant outdoor work. He smelled of Sacha and Hana inhaled the heady scent of horse, hay and sunshine. “Where have you two been?” Logan asked with feigned casualness and kissed Hana’s neck, the brim of his hat brushing roughly against her cheek. Hana opened her mouth but unfortunately, a little too late.

“She made me,” Tama blurted, ignoring Hana’s look of astonishment. He pointed a jabbing index figure at her, his betrayal almost complete. “I didn’t want to go and I said you’d be mad.”

“Go where?” Logan’s voice turned icy cold and his chest became rigid against Hana’s back. She watched the veins and sinews in his forearms flex and tighten as tension ran through his body. She sighed and shook her head at Tama in disbelief as he completed his manoeuvre.

“You tell him, Hana. I’m going to...up to...” Tama thought of a reasonable place to absent himself. “I’m going up to see Phoe and Wiri.” He bolted to the left of the lobby to a small archway marked ‘Private’ and disappeared up the spiral staircase. Hana hoped he fell up the stairs in his hurry.

Without releasing his wife, Logan turned her slowly until she faced him, measuring the look of guilt in her eyes. “I think you and I need to have a little chat, don’t we?” he said, raising one dark eyebrow in humourless expectation. Hana quailed as Logan took her hand firmly in his and led her after Tama’s retreating footsteps. At the top of the stairs he turned left and headed towards Michael’s old room. Holding the door open for Hana, Logan let her go past him and she cringed and tried not to touch his body as she went through the gap. A dull thud overhead told her that Tama was horsing around with her daughter in the upstairs apartment and she ground her teeth in anger at the injustice.

“Right then,” Logan’s fingers seized the lapel of Hana’s jacket and he fixed his gaze on her firmly. “So what has my errant wife been up to now?” he asked sternly.

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