Jen_C’s Reviews > A Night of Southern Comfort > Status Update

Hang on, baby. Kayla was tough. She was a fighter and she’d stay alive until he could find her. Then he would turn his back on the FBI and spend the rest of his life living in cookie-cutter suburbia with only one identity—the man who loved Kayla Cantrell. “C’mon, Lucky. Let’s go get my girl.”

The words swam before him….reinstatement in the FBI…congratulations…report for duty. They had no meaning at all. He crumpled the paper in his hands. This was not the answer to his prayers. It was his death warrant. He’d killed any chance he’d had at a real life.

Laughing was the only possible reaction—she refused to break down in front of him again. The post-orgasmic verbal diarrhea was bad enough without adding a crying jag to the emotional roller coaster of the last 24 hours. That was enough to send any man screaming off into the night. Hell, even she wanted off this crazy ride.

Expecting the Ice Queen, his breath caught at what he saw. Desire. Affection. Hope. No one had ever looked at him like that before and he suddenly wanted to be that guy—the one who could live up to all those expectations. Luckily, he wouldn’t be around long enough for Kayla to figure out he could never be her hero.

“You do what you want, Governor, but hear this loud and clear. I do this my way. If you get in my way, I will move you.” Jack hung up. Eff. He’d probably just ended his career.

“This is serious and you could get hurt. Don’t be stupid.” Her expression turned to stone. Oh shit. That was the wrong thing to say. If she hadn’t been irrational before, his comment sent her straight over the edge into stubborn female crazytown. Population: one very pissed-off blonde.