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Bonnie suspected she knew just which sheriff that was. She could imagine him and Heather sniping at each other, actually. Then he’d give that masculine grin of his. Yes, it would have been fun to watch. He and Heather would be very pretty together.
If it wasn’t for the woman who held that wild man’s heart.
Bonnie had always been a bit of a romantic.
She kept that thought to herself, though.
“Well, how fast were you going?” She’d taught this sister how to drive. There was nothing scarier than a Heather-in-a-hurry. Except maybe a Hope-in-a-hurry. “Truth.”
“Fifteen over the limit—he said thirteen. I think his radar was off a bit. He was the arrogant type. Big, blond, warrior kind of guy.” A quick grin followed next. A wicked one. “I did enjoy watching him swagger up to my window, though. I think it’s been too long since I had…a guy who looked likethatswagger in my direction. Even for just a speeding ticket. Too bad the guy was a cop, though. Wow. And…I think the hormones may be going a bit crazy today.”
“No wonder. She’s sleeping. I just fed her—she does not like bottles very much. Frankie is on the couch, out completely. There are plenty of hot guys here in Finley Creek, you know. For when you are ready.” Bonnie’s cheeks heated as she remembered the last attractive man to smile at her. Well. She was too old for this nonsense. “Who arenotcops.”
She’d be fifty in ten months. She did not blush over good-looking men. No. He was pretty to look at, but Bonita knew how the world worked. That man was not for her. Even if he’d had a nice smile and beautiful hazel eyes she just couldn’t forget.
“I know. I know. And you want me to move here to help you wrangle the girls. And Joy. Everyone knows Joy needs a keeper.”
“And who better than her twin?”
“You might have a point. And I’m going to do it, Bonnie-mom. And…hegot Major Crimes, Bonnie. The sheriff of Garrity. Not me. I was told on the phone this morning that he already has a working relationship with the members of Major Crimes, and they voted him in. But I was offered an open detective’s spot on the roster. It’ll be a step down, but I’m going to take it. For now. I think it’s the right decision for the girls. Things have gone a bit sideways in Wichita Falls.”
And there was a world of hurt in her younger sister’s big brown eyes. Heather acted like the tough one of their family, but she was actually the most vulnerable. The most sensitive. One of the softest hearted, too. Bonnie hated to see one of her girls hurting.
She’d do anything for her girls. Anything.
Even if it was just listen.
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Crispin wasthe last one home. She’d taken the bus, after spending a few hours in the campus library. She definitely did not drive yet. Driving was just too chaotic for her. And she’d made her own way home just fine. Her family didn’t have to worry about her all the time the way they did. Sometimes it sucked being thebabyof the family.
They still treated Crispin like a kid sometimes.
It was nice being a graduate student instead of an undergrad. People in the math department took her far more seriously, for one thing.
Mostof the time she was taken more seriously as a grad student, anyway. There was this one professor who’d yelled at her a week ago, told her he’d warned her to stay out of his classes or else a year ago.
He’d yelled at her in front of everyone. It had been completely embarrassing. She’d just stared at him for a moment. Even took her glasses off to stare at him under the light, to see if maybe they’d met at her previous college before.
Well, he was a jerk. She wasn’t going to waste her time with him. FCU was her happy place, as her big sisters told her. Some dork wasn’t going to take that away from her.
She’d told him that there was no way he’d ever spoken to her before, as she’d just transferred to FCU last semester. From Oklahoma. He hadn’t known how to respond to that.
She’d marched right up to him and glared, just like Heather would and demanded an answer. He’d just stared at her.
Until he’d seen her eyes up close, and then apologized, saying he must have made a mistake. Right there in front of everyone.
He'd tried to talk to her a few days after. In the food court. But she’d just wanted to listen to his psych lecture because she didn’t agree with his hypotheses. She’d left the lecture after telling him off instead. And telling him what she’d thought about his hypotheses in exact detail. It had had lots of people watching nodding and agreeing with her, too.
He’d wanted to buy her lunch to make up for it.
And get to know her, he’d said.
No. That wasn’t going to happen. He’d just wanted to make sure she didn’t report him or anything. She’d told him thanks, but no thanks. She wasn’t interested in spending even five minutes with a little boy who would act like that in a classroom.
She would be a much better professor than that guy. No doubt at all.
If she became a professor, anyway.
