Clean Lines, Cedar Tree, Book Four
When her surly teenage son moves back to live with ER physician Naomi Waters unexpectedly, her motherly instincts go on high alert. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the wave of trouble that follows him back into her life. her motherly instincts go on high alert. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the wave of trouble that follows him back into her life.
Sheriff Joe Morris blew his chance with Naomi a few years back when he’d moved faster than his own past allowed. At the first opportunity to get his foot back in the door, he takes it and risks everything to keep her and her son safe.
But working for a future isn’t easy when you’re fighting to survive your past.
“That the bitch who ratted you out?” Arlene says, looking past Naomi into the hallway where Jenna can be seen talking to one of the doctors with her eyes firmly fixed on this door.
“I already quit last night, Arlene. And gave her a piece of my mind, so just drop it.”
“Yeah, but your piece of mind and my piece of mind likely have a distinctly different flavor to it, honey,” she says with a smirk.
Oh boy. I see someone is out for blood. Before Arlene can barrel out the door, I manage to catch her.
“Hold up there, you amazon. Love you wanting to go to battle for my girl, and I can’t say it wouldn’t be entertaining to see her cut down a few, Arlene-style, but the kid is gonna have to be here—in her hospital—for who knows how much longer. So let’s try to hold off until he’s in the clear, shall we?”
“You’re a fucking party-pooper, you know that Sheriff?” she says leveling me with a pointed glare and settling a hand on her hip. “I even had my nails sharpened this morning in hopes I’d get a chance to have a go at her, and now Seb’s gonna complain I’m ripping his back to shreds. Again,” she finishes with a pout as she returns to sit down beside Naomi who is fighting not to laugh.
“Good lawd, Arlene! TMI already. And language. We have an impressionable young man here who doesn’t need to hear about your bloodthirsty bedroom antics, or listen to your potty mouth,” Emma scolds her friend who throws her head back and cackles loudly.
“You shitting me? You have the mouth of a long-haul trucker, woman. And as for bedroom antics, who keeps getting caught on the kitchen counter with her clothes off?”
Naomi’s loud snort sets everyone off. When I look over at Fox his eyes are huge in his head before he starts laughing along and I can’t hold back either. These two are fucking nuts, but they make everyone around them always feel a shitload better.