Chasing the Legacy
Genie Gabriel
genene@genenevalleau.com
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In this romantic adventure, a newspaper
reporter with a penchant for flashy shoes uncovers an explosive story that could
shatter lives and defuse her budding love with a soft-spoken bomb tech.
EXCERPT
"Mind if
I join you?"
Layla turned
at the sound of Grady's voice. "Your house."
"I
haven't lived here in awhile but, yeah, still home." He eased onto the
settee beside Layla with a sigh, a different kind of smoky smell lingering on
his clothes--that of explosions and destructive fires.
"You were
a hero tonight."
"Just
doing my job, like a lot of others who are still in town."
"What
happened?"
"The
initial theory is a guy who sold a baby to a wealthy couple didn't like his
money-making scheme cut off. So he planted dynamite in the buildings in Halo
for revenge."
Layla
shivered. "Pretty over-the-top for one baby."
"I'm sure
there's more to it." Grady covered a yawn.
Silence
settled between them, and soon Layla heard Grady's gentle, even breathing. He
had fallen asleep. With tousled hair and smudges of soot on his face from the
fires, he seemed more like a little boy than a man who sought out explosives
for a living.
Soon Tallie
appeared with a quilt over her arm. She tucked it around Grady and kissed his
cheek. Always the mom and, again, Layla felt a pang of envy.
"May I
bring you a blanket?"
Layla shook
her head. "I'm going inside in a few minutes."
But she
didn't. When the sun peeked over the eastern horizon, she had cuddled up
against Grady and burrowed under his blanket.
His arm
stretched along the back of the settee over her shoulders and he smiled shyly
at her. "I won't tell your pop if you don't tell my mom."
Her belly did
a funny little somersault as a grin formed on her face. "It's a
deal."
He kneaded the
muscles in his neck. "I need to get back to town."
Then he stood
and tucked the blanket around her, much as Tallie had done for him earlier.
"Welcome home, Layla."
Her
breathing quickened as he leaned close to her. Was he going to kiss her? Was she going to let him?
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