Face the Music: Beyond Jackson Falls Book 1 by Laurie Breton

Author:Laurie Breton [Breton, Laurie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Laurie Breton
Published: 2017-05-04T18:30:00+00:00

PAIGE

THE LATE AFTERNOON sun was brutal. Morning was the best time to run, before the sun was high in the sky, but they had to work around Mikey’s shifts with the JFPD. So sometimes they ran in the morning, sometimes later in the day, after his shift ended. Running could be a bitch, sweat trickling and irritating intimate places, wetness rolling into her eyes and causing a salty sting. But those endorphins were addictive, and she felt so good afterward that it was worth the torture.

They skirted a pair of runners coming from the opposite direction, nodded acknowledgment, and kept on moving.

His gait no longer seemed awkward to her. It wasn’t that he’d changed; she’d simply adjusted to the new Mikey. To be honest, she barely noticed it any longer. It was simply part of who he was. Clearly, he didn’t like having attention drawn to his disability. The fact that she paid no attention to it was probably a relief to him. On the other hand, just because she’d become accustomed to his odd gait didn’t mean she should ignore the fact that the disability existed. A true friend would be watching for signs that he was tiring, or in pain, or needed to take a break. Paige silently promised herself that she would do a better job of being his friend.

She shot a quick glance at him, saw the beads of moisture that had formed at his temple. In this hot summer weather, the man had to be suffocating in sweat pants. But she’d never heard him complain. Clearly, the word “stoic” had been coined with Mikey Lindstrom in mind. She wasn’t entirely sure that was a good thing.

She cleared her throat and said, “You doing okay, champ?”

“When I’m not okay, you’ll be the first person I tell.”

“Don’t be snippy with me. I’m just asking.”

“I appreciate your concern, but don’t waste it on me.”

By the time they reached the parking lot, her clothes were soaked through, and her head felt like she’d just yanked it out of a 450-degree oven. Side by side, they leaned against her little yellow car, both of them sticky and stinky, both of them taking long, slow breaths to lower their body temp and bring them down from the runner’s high.

Her bare legs touched the car’s smooth, shiny finish, and she could almost smell the odor of charred flesh. “Man,” she said, removing her sweatband and shaking out her hair. “Is this hot, or what?”

“It’s hot. Too bad you showed up here during the summer. It’s so much nicer in October.”

She raised an eyebrow. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t schedule my fiancé’s marriage to another woman at a more suitable time of year.”

The grin took its time coming. It started at the corners of his mouth, crawled up those wonderful cheekbones, and changed his face completely. Gone was the grim countenance that was his everyday expression. When it reached his eyes, when it warmed them, she felt the impact deep in the pit of her belly.

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