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That was why we’d come back to Kilgore. Not only was it back on our home turf but it was also back in my jurisdiction where I could actually do something about it if Amelia decided to go punching people in the face again.
“I know,” she said. “I just feel like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop. We got out of there pretty easily.”
“You call getting arrested again getting off easy?” Sawyer asked as she reached for her glass of water.
“Yes?” she asked. “I guess it was just sort of anti-climactic. Like, something bigger should’ve happened and didn’t.”
“Give it time,” Silas said as he leaned back in his chair and followed almost the same move that Sam did with his wife. “The day isn’t over yet. It’s only eleven.”
Amelia rolled her eyes and sighed. “I’ll count my blessings.”
I chuckled and lightly tugged her hair.
“Did you check your blood sugar?” Sawyer asked then.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “It’s low.”
“Why is it so low lately?” Sam asked. “Isn’t it normally high?”
Amelia shrugged. “Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn’t. Though, you’re right. I might need to make an appointment and see what the doctor thinks about the changes. It has been low more often than not lately.”
“Maybe that means that you can start eating like a regular person,” Shiloh wagged her eyebrows. “You’re totally missing out on the new donut place in town.”
“Actually,” Amelia laughed sheepishly, “I’ve tried it. Once when it’d just opened and once a couple of weeks ago after our photoshoot.”
“What photoshoot?” Sawyer asked.
I suppressed a grin.
“I agreed to do a photoshoot for my friend Avery,” she said. “I met her at college. She’s friends with Reggie, too. We all took a class together and we hit it off. Then, Avery needed help with a class project so I helped her out.”
“What kind of photos are we talking about here?” Sebastian asked.
He was the only one without someone there with him. His wife, Baylee, was on shift with the Kilgore Fire Department. Though, she’d said if she could catch a break her and her new training partner would stop by.
She’d warned everyone that her training partner was a little weird, and not to take it out on her. Her being Baylee, and not the partner.
Apparently, the partner that Baylee was working with wasn’t all that right in the head and was a plain asshole to everyone, even her.
After the day I’d had, I almost hoped that Baylee wouldn’t find any free time to stop by. Because I had very little patience left.
“The kind that hopefully are very tasteful, and reflect well on the family,” James, Shiloh’s husband and a fellow police officer, teased.
James was also a SWAT officer and had retired from doing that a couple of years ago.
Though, he was still around in an advisory capacity if and when he was needed due to his sniper expertise.
“Well.” Amelia shrugged. “I’m honestly not sure where Avery went with it. I’m sure they’re tasteful.”
That was a total lie. Amelia had no fuckin’ clue, just like I didn’t.
Though, I highly doubted they’d be too ‘out there’ seeing as I was a SWAT officer and she didn’t want to get me into any trouble with the department.
“As long as your tits aren’t hanging out and you’re not in any compromising positions, we’re good,” Silas muttered, polishing off the rest of the beer he’d ordered. “Fuck, this is good. I’ve needed this for hours now.”
Sawyer looked at him with amusement. “Seeing as it literally just turned to what is considered an acceptable time to serve beer. Or consume it.”
Silas shrugged. “I’ve been up since four this morning. It’s practically afternoon at this point.”
He had a point.
“Hey, aren’t you that girl that decked that movie star?”
I stiffened and glanced across the table to a man that I’d thought was heading toward the table behind us, and not our table. He was dressed in a paramedic uniform.
Shit.
“Depends,” Amelia said. “Why are you asking?”
He pulled his phone out of his pocket and started swiping away. Seconds later, he turned his phone around and showed it to the table.
The medic had pulled up a news article from the Kilgore Herald, the city’s newspaper. And on the front page showed a picture of Amelia and me in Target. I was walking next to her while Rogan trailed behind us.
The headline read, “Superhero movie star obtains restraining order against a citizen of Kilgore who accosted him at a strip joint last week.”
“Wow,” Shiloh said. “No mention about the mayor of Kilgore owning the strip joint. The photo they’re using is a photo of the two of them being followed by the movie star. And how the hell were they able to get a restraining order that damn fast? And how did they publish this article before we knew?”
James placed his hand over his wife’s fist that was resting on the table as he said, “Pay the right people, shit can get done. What county was it filed in?”
