Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) Laylah Roberts (color ebook reader .txt) 📖

on a diet of bread and cock.” She shook her head. “Maybe I will come in with you.”

She didn’t much want to leave the bubble of protection and happiness she had here. But would it be the same without him here anyway?

After sliding her feet back into her boots and grabbing her coat, she followed him out to the truck. As they were on their way into Wishingbone, she turned to him.

“Does it feel right to you? This guy being your thief?”

“No, it doesn’t. Like you said, all those other robberies happened at night. They were done with more stealth. Homes were chosen without alarms. Ones on the outskirts of town. Jewelry and money were taken. Figured it was someone with experience.”

“Not someone who would set off an alarm and get caught out naked on an upstairs balcony,” she murmured.

“Exactly. Hopefully, this won’t take long. I had some plans for tonight.”

“You did? What?”

“Hmm, how does a romantic dinner complete with candles and wine, sound?”

“Ooh. That sounds amazing.”

“All part of me wooing and romancing you.” He winked at her and she giggled.

They pulled into the back of Wishingbone Sheriff’s Department fifteen minutes later. She stared down at her black pants, white shirt, and black cardigan. She sighed. She’d much rather wear some of the clothes they’d bought today, but they weren’t for anyone else’s eyes but Ed’s. However, maybe she’d have time to buy some comfy and not-boring ‘adult Georgie’ clothes.

Ed lifted her down and grabbed hold of her hand, walking with her into the back of the building. He’d grabbed his badge and gun before they’d left the house.

When they walked into the main part of the sheriff’s department there was a tall woman with bright pink hair tied up into a high ponytail. She had her hands on her hips as she glared up at one of Ed’s deputies.

“Now, you listen to me, Jace Michaels,” she stated, waggling her finger in his nose. “I was making a citizen’s arrest. You telling me I can’t use my shotgun to defend myself?”

Jace, rather than looking intimidated, put his hands on his hips and leaned down to glare at her. “I’m telling you that you should have called us and stayed inside your house, where it was safe, Matilda.”

Oh, this was the woman who’d held her gun on the man breaking into her neighbor’s house.

“Pfft. He would have been long gone by then. Who knows what he was up to? He was probably going in there to jack off over Mel’s panties.”

“Not with that small pee-pee,” Kiesha called out.

Georgie glanced over to find the other woman had her feet up on the corner of the desk and was painting her nails.

That was horribly unprofessional.

Georgie couldn’t help but smile.

“I think he’d have to use a pair of tweezers, poor guy,” Kiesha continued. “What reason could he have for deciding to rob Mel’s place while naked? Why not put clothes on? Then at least he could’ve stuck a pair of socks down there or something.”

Jace groaned and looked over at Kiesha. “It’s cold out. Of course it was going to turtle.”

She had to put her hand over her mouth to stop from laughing. Ed rubbed his hand over his face.

“Yeah, but surely he knew how cold it was going to be, right?” Kiesha countered. “So save the naked shit until summer. That’s all I’m saying.”

From previous experience, she knew that wouldn’t be the last thing that Kiesha had to say on the matter.

“It doesn’t really matter if his penis was small or not,” Matilda said.

Okay, it surprised her that the pink-haired woman was going to be the voice of reason, and turn this conversation around.

“Because it’s all about what he does with his tongue that matters.”

“Ooh, amen to that.” Kiesha looked to her and they both nodded.

Jace groaned. “You’re both crazy. Kiesha, you’re being unprofessional. Matilda, you put yourself in danger today. Just wait until Ed gets here . . .”

Her eyebrows rose. Did he really just threaten them with Ed? She glanced up at Ed and he just shook his head, looking resigned. His arms went over his chest as he watched the three of them.

“Pfft, I’m not scared of the boss man,” Kiesha said, continuing to paint her nails.

Matilda looked more worried. “You just make sure he knows that my gun wasn’t loaded.”

“Matilda, that almost makes it worse! What if that guy decided to jump you?”

“Well, he didn’t. And everything worked out. I’m going to head out now. I have things to do.”

Ed took that moment to step forward, tugging her with him. “Matilda, freeze. Kiesha, stop painting your nails and at least try to look like you take this job seriously.”

“I do, boss man,” she said as she stared down at her nails.

“Jace, please tell me that you at least covered this guy up before you brought him in.”

“Course I did. But he’s a total klutz, he tripped on his way in and the blanket that was wrapped around him slipped and yeah . . . “

Jace’s cheeks were red and she couldn’t help but giggle. All eyes suddenly went to her. Whoops.

Kiesha stood up. “Ed, why didn’t you say you had my bestie with you? Bestie, I’ve missed you.”

Suddenly, she was engulfed in a huge hug. The scent of cinnamon and sugar surrounded her. The old Georgina would have frozen up and tried to step back.

But this Georgie just wrapped her arms around her and squeezed her back.

“I totally missed you, bestie.”

“You saw me two days ago.”

“Has Ed had you tied to his bed while feeding you green beans and tomatoes? You can tell us. This is a safe zone.”

“Green beans and tomatoes.”

“The two worst vegetables in the world,” Kiesha said dramatically.

“Um, technically a tomato is a fruit.”

“No fruit tastes that foul.”

“Don’t argue,” Ed told her calmly. “It’s not worth it. Jace, can you brief me then we’ll question the suspect. Matilda, has someone taken your statement?”

“I got it, boss,” Jace told him.

“I’ll get someone to take you home, Matilda.