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after that, other than I walked out with this. And to be honest, I’m not even sure what kind of flower it is, but I’m pretty sure it’s not a rose.”
“Well,” Gail sniffed. “It’s certainly…big.”
And sexy as hell! Luckily, Ellie swallowed the words before they could escape. Never having been close enough to study it, she could now see that the ink started at his elbow and wound up under his sleeve toward his shoulder in what looked like some kind of thorny vine type of flower.
Up until right about then, she’d never considered herself much of a tattoo lover. Strange how quickly that changed.
“Have you thought about applying for a corporal’s position?” Gail pushed. “You’d make more money, wouldn’t you?”
“Mom!”
“What? I’m just asking.”
“It’s fine. I’m happy being a CFL, ma’am.”
“CFL?” Gail frowned. “What does football have to do with it?”
“Nothing,” Ellie answered, giving him a chance to swallow. “It means Constable for Life, or at least I think that’s what Nick said. So, Mom, listen, I was thinking—”
“Did you ask him about the driving thing yet?”
“No, I—”
Ignoring Ellie, Gail turned straight back to Brett. “She got a letter from the Motor Vehicle Branch saying they’ve suspended her license—can you believe that?”
“Uh—”
“Mom—”
“She’s always been a bit of a leadfoot, and God only knows where she got that from. No one else in the family’s even been pulled over! And those tickets can’t be cheap, either, am I right? How much does a speeding ticket cost?”
“A hundred and thirty-eight dollars and three points,” Ellie muttered.
“A hundred and…
each
? Oh, for goodness sake.” Gail clicked her tongue but kept her conversation directed at Brett. “And now she has to take some kind of course, which I see you instruct.”
“Mom,” Ellie growled. “Just stop.”
“Stop what? You got yourself into this mess, and apparently he’s the one who can help get you out of it. I think you’d be happy that one of your friends is able to help, but if you’re too stubborn to ask just because he happens to be a cop, then maybe you deserve to ride your bike all over hell’s half acre getting soaked to the bone. If you end up with pneumonia, though, don’t come crying to me.”
In the time it took for the two of them to get that far into their argument, Brett had finally managed to fork in a few mouthfuls of dinner. He was halfway through a swallow when he realized that Gail was waiting for an answer.
“I, um…” A quick chug of milk; then he nodded. “I actually have a new set of classes starting Saturday. Sort of a hybrid class that covers new drivers and the safe driver’s course Ellie needs.”
“See?” Gail slapped her hand down on the table and grinned. “It’s all set, then.”
“But—” Ellie stopped. No point in going any further, since her mom had already left the table and Brett was busy attacking what was left on his plate in case she came back. Leaning across the table, Ellie lowered her voice. “You don’t have to do this. I can get a ride into the city—”
“Why on earth would you do that?” Damn Gail and her batlike hearing.
Brett kept shoveling his dinner in, leaving Ellie to answer. With a long sigh, she rolled her eyes and slumped back in her chair.
“Because, Mom, if you must know, Poncherello here is the one who’s written most of my tickets.”
“Poncherello?” Gail’s frown quickly changed to surprise when she made the connection. “Oh, Ellie, honestly. Is that true, Brett?”
“Yes, ma’am, it is.” It might have been nice if he’d pretended to think about it for a second before he answered.
“And,”
Ellie continued, knowing full well it would do her no good.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
“He’s the one who revoked my license yesterday, so there’s that.”
Before Gail could ask for confirmation, Brett nodded. “I did that, too, yes.”
He
“Well,” Gail sniffed. “It’s certainly…big.”
And sexy as hell! Luckily, Ellie swallowed the words before they could escape. Never having been close enough to study it, she could now see that the ink started at his elbow and wound up under his sleeve toward his shoulder in what looked like some kind of thorny vine type of flower.
Up until right about then, she’d never considered herself much of a tattoo lover. Strange how quickly that changed.
“Have you thought about applying for a corporal’s position?” Gail pushed. “You’d make more money, wouldn’t you?”
“Mom!”
“What? I’m just asking.”
“It’s fine. I’m happy being a CFL, ma’am.”
“CFL?” Gail frowned. “What does football have to do with it?”
“Nothing,” Ellie answered, giving him a chance to swallow. “It means Constable for Life, or at least I think that’s what Nick said. So, Mom, listen, I was thinking—”
“Did you ask him about the driving thing yet?”
“No, I—”
Ignoring Ellie, Gail turned straight back to Brett. “She got a letter from the Motor Vehicle Branch saying they’ve suspended her license—can you believe that?”
“Uh—”
“Mom—”
“She’s always been a bit of a leadfoot, and God only knows where she got that from. No one else in the family’s even been pulled over! And those tickets can’t be cheap, either, am I right? How much does a speeding ticket cost?”
“A hundred and thirty-eight dollars and three points,” Ellie muttered.
“A hundred and…
each
? Oh, for goodness sake.” Gail clicked her tongue but kept her conversation directed at Brett. “And now she has to take some kind of course, which I see you instruct.”
“Mom,” Ellie growled. “Just stop.”
“Stop what? You got yourself into this mess, and apparently he’s the one who can help get you out of it. I think you’d be happy that one of your friends is able to help, but if you’re too stubborn to ask just because he happens to be a cop, then maybe you deserve to ride your bike all over hell’s half acre getting soaked to the bone. If you end up with pneumonia, though, don’t come crying to me.”
In the time it took for the two of them to get that far into their argument, Brett had finally managed to fork in a few mouthfuls of dinner. He was halfway through a swallow when he realized that Gail was waiting for an answer.
“I, um…” A quick chug of milk; then he nodded. “I actually have a new set of classes starting Saturday. Sort of a hybrid class that covers new drivers and the safe driver’s course Ellie needs.”
“See?” Gail slapped her hand down on the table and grinned. “It’s all set, then.”
“But—” Ellie stopped. No point in going any further, since her mom had already left the table and Brett was busy attacking what was left on his plate in case she came back. Leaning across the table, Ellie lowered her voice. “You don’t have to do this. I can get a ride into the city—”
“Why on earth would you do that?” Damn Gail and her batlike hearing.
Brett kept shoveling his dinner in, leaving Ellie to answer. With a long sigh, she rolled her eyes and slumped back in her chair.
“Because, Mom, if you must know, Poncherello here is the one who’s written most of my tickets.”
“Poncherello?” Gail’s frown quickly changed to surprise when she made the connection. “Oh, Ellie, honestly. Is that true, Brett?”
“Yes, ma’am, it is.” It might have been nice if he’d pretended to think about it for a second before he answered.
“And,”
Ellie continued, knowing full well it would do her no good.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
“He’s the one who revoked my license yesterday, so there’s that.”
Before Gail could ask for confirmation, Brett nodded. “I did that, too, yes.”
He
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