Page 20 of Blue-Eyed Hero

“Threatening letter?” Luna’s hand landed on her chest, and she looked at Allison with too many questions flashing in her brownish green eyes. “Why is this the first I’m hearing about it?”

“It’s nothing,” Allison assured her.

“It’s not nothing,” Reid stated with a little too much bite behind his words.

Allison swung toward him, shot out of her seat, wincing as pain shot through her ankle. She used her body to block her family out. She was closer than she expected. His intoxicating scent drifted over her. Heat radiated from him, his blue eyes like ice ready to cut into her. “It’s nothing,” she repeated, glaring at him head on, challenging him to keep talking.

Luna worried about too damn much as it was. It was best to keep her in the dark. Especially when it was nothing more than a single letter from a stupid jerk who had nothing better to do with their time.

“Officer Reid, I thank you.”

“Sheriff,” he corrected her.

“Now, if you’ll excuse us, we have a dress to buy.”

“You haven’t received any other letters then?”

“No!” Seriously, she needed to resort to desperate measures, but the concern in his eyes unexpectedly touched her heart. “Look Reid, it was one letter. One. And I haven’t received any others. If I did, then I might be concerned, but I haven’t, so can we just let it go?”

He met her gaze, his blue eyes churning like the ocean waves. “Fine, but if you receive any sort of threat, letter or internet, I want to know.”

“Fine.”

“Enjoy your dress shopping.”

Allison inhaled as she watched him walk away from the car, her eyes lingering a little too long on the way his uniform pants hugged his backside.

Luna cleared her throat, and Allison jumped.

“Ready?” Allison asked.

“We’ve been ready. You’re the one who is staring—”

Allison held her hand up, cutting her sister off. “Let’s go get that dress.”

She put the car in drive and gave one more glance at Reid as he got in his cruiser and pulled away.

“So what letter is Reid talking about?”

She was going to kill him.

Chapter 7

Allison sat outside the dressing room with Luna. Her ankle was better, but it still hurt every now and again. Though, the feel of Reid’s hand still lingered. She swore she could still smell his scent and feel his warmth against her side. She hated being a damsel in distress, but being in his arms… it was nice. Really nice.

Luna fiddled with her bag on her lap, eyes focused on the dressing room door, a frown on her face. At least she stopped pestering her about the damn letter.

“You really are hoping she hates that dress, huh?” Allison asked, happy to get her mind off Reid.

“It’s not that I hope she hates it, because let’s be honest, you and I both know she’s going to love it. It’s just that…” Luna looked at her hand that fidgeted with the strap of her bag.

“What is it, Lu?” Allison bumped her shoulder with her elbow.

“Did you see the price tag on that dress? And I know she’s going to want shoes, too.” Luna’s eyes drifted to the rows of shoes beside them.

Realization dawned on Allison. Luna didn’t care that the dress was shoulderless on one side. She cared at the cost, but was too proud to admit that fact to her daughter. Allison mentally slapped herself for not picking up on Luna’s motives sooner.

“And it’s not that I can’t afford it,” Luna was quick to add. “But I can buy a weeks’ worth of groceries for a hundred bucks. Pay the water bill. Pay my cell phone bill. Half the cable bill.” She ticked each item off on her fingers.

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