Deadly Reunion. Florence Case
life miserable by breaking up my sister and him? I don’t think so.”
Without waiting for his response, she opened his car door and slipped inside onto the soft seat. A few seconds later, the trunk slammed shut and the driver’s side door opened. Boone slid inside minus the shovel and metal detector and started the car. The air conditioner blasted hot air at first, and she took a tissue out of her bag and wiped her forehead.
“You know, you may not have to work that hard at separating them,” Boone said, causing her gaze to shift to him. “If those are Detry’s prints, he could be arrested on suspicion of perjury. He’ll be out of your sister’s life, and the whole problem can be settled before the wedding rehearsal. You don’t want to sit through that, do you?”
All the while thinking it should be her and Boone as the happy couple? You betcha, she didn’t. She frowned.
“Thought not. Meanwhile, I’ll be there watching your back.” He smiled faintly. “Protecting you from Detry.”
“Or from whoever, you mean.”
He lifted his palms in surrender. “As long as nobody hurts you, Angel, I’m happy.”
How could she keep from being hurt while attending the shower, the rehearsal and the dinner with Boone by her side, a constant reminder of what should have been? But she wasn’t going to tell him that.
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