Physical Therapy by Z. A. Maxfield

Author:Z. A. Maxfield [Maxfield, Z. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: m/m romance
ISBN: 160737417X
Google: 7bokQwAACAAJ
Amazon: B003F77D3C
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2009-05-11T14:00:00+00:00

“OWI is operating while intoxicated, it"s like a DUI here—” 74

Z. A. Maxfield

“I know what it is, son,” he said. Could he have been more coplike at the moment?

Calling me son like that? All it needed was aviator shades, a rifle, and the words spread

’em.

“Anyway, I caused the death of a very young child while under the influence of alcohol. I served time. It"s all in my rap sheet. You might as well pass it around. I don"t want anyone to make any judgments about me without knowing all the facts.”

“Izzie was right; you need a sign,” he muttered, gripping the weight bar again.

I froze. “What?”

“Izzie told me you practically tried to talk her out of hiring you.” He panted.

“Five. You should probably stop leading with your jaw. There isn"t a cop around here who doesn"t see ordinary people do stupid things every day. There"s some really bad people, and then there"s some really decent people who make really bad decisions.” I kept my eyes on his but said nothing, holding my hands out for the bar when he was done.

“Eight.” He sighed. “Did you do your time?”

“Yes.”

“Rehab, making amends?” he asked.

“As much as humanly possible.” It wasn"t like I could bring the boy back. If I could have, even if it cost me my life, I would have. But that was pretty easy to say since I wouldn"t have to actually do it, and so it fell into the “talk is cheap” category.

Sometimes I didn"t even trust myself enough to believe it.

“You"ll never have a clean slate, Jordan,” he told me honestly. “You"ll have to answer to your creator. And if you screw up like that again, especially in this town, I won"t hesitate to hunt you down and make you pay.”

“I understand, sir.”

“But if you"ve made your way back and continue to do what"s right? Then I"ll be glad to call you my friend.” He held out his hand for me to shake, and I almost lost it, until I saw Izzie peeking out from behind the entranceway door and realized she"d set this moment up for me. Was I that predictable?

“Thank you.” I cleared my throat. “Thank you, sir.”

“Andy,” he told me, grabbing his workout towel and heading for the treadmills.

Andy. I said the name in my head as he moved away. He reminded me of Bill, back home. Cooper"s brother-in-law. He once told me police officers see the worst that life has to offer, but that among the people he could count as his friends, they were often the most determined that things could be better. I felt more relaxed as I slipped back in among my girls.

My Red Hat ladies were all over the news that Ken Ashton was purchasing a house in Santo Ignacio. Apparently news traveled as fast here as it did in any small town. They cheerfully filled me in on the house"s former occupants and were already making plans for a grand housewarming party for him. I floated with them from

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