Got Your Number by Bond Stephanie

Author:Bond, Stephanie [Bond, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Roxann asked him through clenched teeth.

"Having dinner—the scampi was great."

Nell's hand tightened around Roxann's arm. "Is this the man you told me about?"

She frowned. "No, this isn't Frank Cape. This is...an acquaintance of mine from Biloxi."

"Oh." Nell looked back and forth between them.

"Dr. Oney, meet Detective Capistrano."

"Nice to meet you, ma'am."

She nodded, then looked back to Roxann, as if waiting for a cue.

Roxann surveyed his innocent expression, then sighed. "He's harmless. Where are you parked, Capistrano?"

During the short drive to Nell's, Roxann sat in the middle of the front seat of his Dooley truck and exchanged glares with him in the rearview mirror. She was half furious at him for following her, half furious at herself for assuming he wouldn't.

"Thank you," she said to him as he helped Nell down from the passenger side. He dwarfed the small woman, but seemed to handle her gently. At the porch, Roxann said, "I'll take it from here. Goodbye."

"I need to talk to you." His head was so big, it obscured the moon behind him.

"This isn't a good time."

"It's important."

She hesitated, then gave Nell an apologetic glance.

"Take as long as you need," Nell said. "I'm going to bed. I'll see you girls at breakfast."

When the door closed, Roxann turned, arms crossed.

He gestured to her outfit. "You look plumb girly tonight."

"Forgive me if I don't swoon."

"I'm not crazy about black, though. You should wear white."

"You are harassing me."

"Funny, the last time I saw you, I saved your scrawny ass."

"My ass isn't—" She scowled. "I thought you had to get back to Biloxi."

He shrugged. "After you gave me the slip, I nearly said to hell with it and did."

Her smug smile came easily.

"But I had some time off coming to me and thought now was as good a time as any to take it." He leaned on the porch rail, as if he were planning to loiter.

"How did you know where we were?"

"Your cousin practically blurted it at the carnival, and when she said something about seeing a Dr. Carl, I figured it was either a medical doctor or a professor. I saw your diploma when I was at your dad's. Notre Dame is in South Bend. I just put two and two together. You'd make a terrible criminal."

"When did you get here?"

"I saw your crowning—very nice. Too bad your cousin outbid you for your old boyfriend."

She gasped.

"That's why you came back, isn't it? To see this Dr. Carl guy?"

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"Well, it doesn't take a detective to see the way you two were making eyes at each other. But he's a little ripe on the vine, don't you think?"

She poked her tongue into her cheek. "What's the important thing that you wanted to talk about?"

"Pistachio."

"What?"

"Pistachio ice cream. It's a weakness of mine, and I was hoping I could persuade you to join me." He splayed his hands. "Unlike Dr. Grandpa, I'm free of charge."

"You're certifiable."

"And you're hungry because you didn't get to eat dinner."

"No I'm not.

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