HOT AND BOTHERED
Chapter One
Springtime in Savannah with pink, purple and white azaleas,
magnolia blossoms the size of punch bowls and a
warm breeze declaring winter never really happened at all.
With things this perfect outside RL Investigations, how
could it be so pitiful inside?
An empty in-box, an empty out-box, no phones ringing
and-was that a spiderweb across the monitor? The online
course said, "Imagine yourself a PI and you'll develop the
instincts of one." Propping her feet on the oak desk like
some gumshoe from a dime novel, Charlotte deShawn
grabbed her coffee, and doughnut, and pictured a gray fedora
and crumpled trench coat, as Griffin Parish III hustled
into the office.
Dripping red jelly onto her white blouse, she stared at
Savannah's primo bachelor. Next time she'd imagine a
Porsche and being a size four. Jerking her legs from the desk,
the chair reeled over, spewing coffee across the room.
"Sweet Jesus!" Griff hunkered down beside her sprawled
body. "Are you okay?"
She faked a grin. Appearances mattered in Savannah no
matter how painful or embarrassing the situation. "Caught ... read full excerpt from: Hot And Bothered ebook
