Beachcomber Danger: Beachcomber Investigations Book 8 - a Romantic Detective Series
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“Emeline?”
“Dead.” Shana’s lashes fluttered and she darted her eyes away from his. He knew she was the one who’d killed her. After a beat, she looked back, her jewel-green eyes clear and guiltless.
“Preston is in custody and the President is fine.”
“Don’t tell me I’m the only lucky casualty.”
She smiled then and he looked past her warm glowing eyes to see her still puffy lip and the bandage on the side of her head and on one hand. And his heart wept to see her bruised and bandaged. It was as if he could feel the pain she’d felt and wished he could have prevented it or taken it on himself rather than allow her to endure it.
He reached out to touch her face, but the excruciating pain stopped him. The right side of his neck and shoulder were heavily bandaged. He closed his eyes against a wave of light-headedness and nausea.
When it passed, he opened his eyes again to see her concerned and leaning close, examining his face and neck.
“I’ll be okay but recovery will be a bitch,” he spoke as if he knew what he was talking about and maybe he did. He’d been injured before and he felt relatively whole.
“What do you know?” she said.
“I know I’ll need you to take care of me, nurse me back to health.”
She smiled. “The doctor said no strenuous exertion for a few weeks.”
“The hell with that if it means no lovemaking.”
“I can find a way to minimize your exertion. Leave it to me.” She kissed him lightly again like the tease she could be sometimes. He loved her for it.
“But maybe we should postpone the wedding—”
“No.”
“Okay, but we might need to postpone our honeymoon because—”
“Hell no.”
She laughed. This time when she bent to kiss him, he used his left hand to hold her lips against his, caressing them and taking his fill of nourishing warmth and goodness, the essence of Shana.
*****
She stood abruptly when the doctor came into the room with Cap.
“That is most definitely against the rules. For both of you, Miss Shana.”
“I couldn’t help myself, Dr. Oki. But I was always of a mind that affection is good for the body and soul.” She meant it. The way Dane held her, toying with her hair the way he always did, comforted her, made her feel the world was all right again.
She stepped aside and waited patiently while the small Japanese doctor with the oversize smile and kind eyes examined, poked and prodded and checked the monitors and dials.
The door opened again and another doctor came through with Sassy on one side and Ronnie on the other. Peter followed them inside and gave her a hug and kiss.
She skirted through the growing group of people to get back to Dane’s side. Then Agent Andrews swung the door open, pushing Agent Goodley in a wheelchair, making the room officially crowded. After his obligatory disparaging remark about Dane’s bandages, he told them what happened with Preston Chambers.
“It was surprisingly easy to get a full confession with all the names and contact information he had. Seems all the fight went out of him without Emeline.”
“I’m not surprised,” Shana said. She had sensed the connection between the two assassins. A sigh escaped her, but there was no regret about the fate of Emeline and her lover.
“He’d planted explosives. Planned to plant the detonators on you and Dane. The plan was elaborate. He had sophisticated knowledge and equipment. It was amazing that we got him.” Andrews paused and added, “With the help of you and Dane.”
Shana let it go. Even that mote of acknowledgment by Andrews had probably caused a stab to Goodley’s heart.
Andrews went on to tell Sassy she could have her pie shop back soon, that they were almost finished with the crime scene investigation. Cap filled in his boss and pal the governor on some of the details he’d missed.
“Where’s Acer?” Dane asked.
Andrews turned and smiled. “I almost forgot about your friend—or should I say accomplice. He’s still in jail as far as I know.”
Everyone looked at Cap. Cap shrugged.
“I forgot about him. I’ll let him out as soon as I leave here.” He looked at Shana.
She knew why he’d forgotten about Acer. He’d spent the night at the hospital with her waiting until Dane was out of surgery and stable before going home to sleep. He’d tried to pry her away from Dane’s side, but she wouldn’t go. Without her asking him to, he’d brought her fresh clothes that morning, to replace her torn bloody dress. She owed him.
She tore her eyes from his and looked back at Dane.
Dane was lying back on his pillows, eyes closed, but she knew he was awake and listening. She felt it in the firm squeeze of his hand
Shana sighed and stayed at Dane’s side, keeping hold his hand—the one without the needle stuck in it—and wished she could have him all to herself. For a long time. Forever.
The smile took over her face then when he opened his eyes and looked at her as if he knew what she was thinking. A faint lift of one corner of his mouth confirmed that he’d read her mind.
She knew they would be together forever. They both knew it.
THE END
A Note from the Author
Dear Reader,
I hope you enjoyed book 8 of Dane & Shana’s story as Beachcomber Investigations’ duo detectives. I love this couple and can’t wait to write more about them. Look for the next book in the series soon!
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Stephanie Q
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