Authors: Robin Caroll
Her copper curls sprang out all over her head. She lowered her gun to the podium and grinned. “About time you showed up.”
He drew her into his arms and, ignoring the EMT and fire department personnel filtering through the church, dipped his head and kissed her. Long. Thoroughly. With as much emotion as he could put into a kiss.
She blinked when he backed away. “Wow. Remind me to get taken hostage more often if you'll run to my rescue and kiss me like that.”
“Bite your tongue.” But he lowered his head and kissed her again.
“Y
ou know, I bet you'll be promoted next week after the sheriff gets back.” Monique sat on the swing beside Gary, looking out over the bayou from her backyard. “You did a great job.”
“Look at youâyou're the one who caught Haynie.”
“Only because of information you uncovered.” She glanced at their interwoven hands. “You realize your gift saved my life.”
“Huh?”
“The rocker. I threw it out the window to get out when the house was on fire and Haynie had me trapped inside.”
“Good thing the house was old or it would've never made it through double-paned windows.”
“I'm just sick that the rocker burned up.”
“I'll buy you a new one.”
She laughed and glanced to the house. “They'll finish all the cleanup tomorrow, and will be able to start rebuilding next week. It's a blessing only the front part of the house was damaged.”
“I talked to Spence this morning. He said the church's all done, thanks to your funding the job.”
She shrugged. “I figured Justin owed them that. I'm quite certain he was livid when he heard I'd pulled all the cash out of the special fund and given it to the church.”
He chuckled. “Oh, I'm sure he was.”
She snuggled closer, relishing the warmth of his embrace. “And thank you for getting his request for early release denied so quickly.”
“Hey, it was easy to do with all the evidence. Ogburn and Haynie's statements alone sank Justin's ship.”
“I'm glad.” She stood, tugging him with her. “You know, if I'm going to build a home here, Lagniappe's pretty much stuck with me forever.”
He turned her toward him, staring into her face. The warmth in his eyes made her knees go weak. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
Now her knees
really
went weak.
Gary pulled back and smiled. “I love you, you know that?”
Happiness surged through her like a wildfire over timber. Tears stung her eyes. “Oh, Gary. I love you, too.” And she did. A part of her heart would always belong to Kent, but Gary was in the present. And the future.
He kissed her again, then hugged her. “Yeah, but you just remember who said it first.”
Dear Reader,
Thank you for trudging along through the Louisiana bayou once again. I've enjoyed introducing you to the newest member of the Trahan clan, Monique, and sharing her story with you. She's a welcome addition to Lagniappe, wouldn't you say?
Some of Monique's struggles in her anger at God were struggles I've encountered over the past few years. Thank you for allowing me to share part of my spiritual journey with you. I hope you laughed a little, cried a little, and your faith was strengthened by Monique's story.
I love hearing from readers. Visit me at www.robincaroll.com and drop me a line, or write to me at P.O. Box 242091, Little Rock, AR 72223. I invite you to join my newsletter group and sign my guest book. I look forward to hearing from you.
Blessings,
Robin Caroll
ISBN: 978-1-4268-2707-5
BAYOU BETRAYAL
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