Headed for Trouble (The McKay Family #1) by Shiloh Walker

Author:Shiloh Walker [Walker, Shiloh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 1250067944
Google: hiPVCQAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00Z6377FW
Goodreads: 25732069
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2015-12-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

The small town had perhaps a few small comforts, and they were small, but William was willing to give credit where credit was due. The bed-and-breakfast was small but charming, and the owner was, thankfully, English. Now a widow, she’d met and married her husband when he’d been stationed in Germany and she’d come back to the United States with him. When he’d died, she hadn’t wanted to leave their children.

He learned all of this as she fed him a late supper—not part of the typical service, but it was lovely, she’d told him, to have a fellow country man stay at the inn.

So he’d enjoyed an excellent meal, an excellent pot of tea, and retired to his room to continue thinking about just how he would approach things with Neve.

The night had passed easily enough. He’d learned how to sleep in the worst of conditions—and how to wake at the drop of a hat—but the bed had been surprisingly comfortable and now, refreshed and rejuvenated, he stood on the small balcony overlooking the river and considered his options.

She would have told them by now, he decided. The green scarf all but burned a hole through the pocket of his sports coat and he reached for it, stroking it.

Would that miserable sod Brannon have remembered him? He’d stopped using his middle name once he’d opened his own practice, so it was possible Brannon wouldn’t connect those dots. Still, he rather desperately wanted those dots connected—and when they did, he wouldn’t mind seeing the look on Brannon’s face.

Amused at the idea, he smiled through his breakfast, despite the fact that the eggs weren’t to his liking and the tea hadn’t quite hit the spot this time. She’d do better tonight. If not, he’d have a word with her. He believed in flawless service.

On his way out the door, he caught sight of her in her garden, although she wasn’t working. She was speaking with the neighbor. When she waved a hand in his direction, he pretended not to see. He wasn’t here to chat or make friends. His lip curled at the very idea of it.

Slipping into the car, he squinted out at the vivid bright sunlight. The sun already seared his retinas. Did the bloody thing never stop shining? The humid, muggy air promised a return of the previous day’s heat as well. He pulled his sunglasses on and sat there, pondering his options.

He needed to see what his Neve was up to.

* * *

The full picture included industrial plastic wrap, scaffolding, ladders, and men who alternately shouted insults and traded laughter. One man was in the middle of a particularly inventive insult when a big hand smacked him across the side of his head.

“There’s lady in the house, man. Watch your tongue,” Ian Campbell said as he moved from behind whatever wooden structure the men were working.

Neve lifted an eyebrow, amusement threading through her, but it died as all eyes shifted toward her.

Tucking her hands into the back of her pockets, she had to fight the urge to look down, look away, hunch her shoulders.

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