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Chapter 2
    Great. Now she was stuck in an enclosed vehicle inhaling Louis’s amazing cologne. It was fresh like soap and aftershave. She hadn’t been this close to him in over a year. She swallowed hard.
    “You sure you feeling okay?” he asked her for the third time.
    “You’re head doesn’t hurt? You don’t feel dizzy or faint?” he asked, and she nodded. She didn’t want to engage in conversation with him. The more they talked the more he would weave his charms and try to seduce her. She learned a lot in a year, and she was not going to go all gaga over physical attractions and let her sexual frustration lead her mind. Damn it! Why am I even thinking about sex? She looked back over at Louis and the way his large hands gripped the steering wheel and how his fingers looked long and thick. He was a handsome man and right now looked intense and focused. He turned to look at her, and quickly she looked away. She held her purse in her lap and felt her cell phone ringing. Glad for the interruption on her overactive libido, she quickly answered the phone
    Illeanna assured her sisters that she was fine and that she was caught in the middle of a crazy situation. Aside from her small cut on her forehead and sprained ankle, she would recover in no time. Her sisters Angelina and Ellena were going to bring over some food from Aubert’s.
    “So Julien and Louis were there to rescue you?” Angelina asked, sounding all giddy.
    “Not really. I was the one who tackled the shooter so the Feds could get him.”
    “Oh my God, Louis and Julien were probably so pissed at you and so worried. Did they swoop you up into their arms and kiss you breathless?”
    Illeanna rolled her eyes. This was not one of her romance novels. This was real life.
    “No, silly. I have to go. I will be stopping by Dr. Walter’s first as per insistence of my personal chauffeur. Then I’ll be home.”
    “Love you and glad you’re okay,” Angelina stated.
    “Love you, too. Later.”
     
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    It took about twenty minutes to get rid of Julien and Louis. Thank God the Feds wanted to speak with them. She took the food from Aubert’s and placed it on the counter in the kitchen. Then she decided that she had been stressed out enough and needed a bath. She got undressed and in between turned on the faucets to fill the bathtub with water. Julien and Louis had made certain that she saw the doctor as soon as they arrived in Orchidea, and he verified that she in fact had sprained her ankle. She unwrapped it and got into the hot bubble bath to enjoy the peace and quiet when she heard her doorbell ring.
    “I am so not answering that. I couldn’t, even if I wanted to,” she whispered as she closed her eyes and hoped that the caller got the hint and went away.
    There was no such luck as about thirty seconds later Sheriff Johnny Boudoux, and his brother Deputy Gustave Boudoux barged into the bathroom, guns drawn.
    Illeanna gasped as she sat up, unintentionally flashed the men then quickly covered herself and yelled at them.
    “For crying out loud, what in God’s name are you doing barging into my bathroom, never mind my home?”
    They placed their guns in their holsters and stared at her as if she had been the one who committed a crime.
    “Why didn’t you answer the door?” Johnny asked with his hands leaning on his holster.
    “Duh!” she blurted out as she lowered herself to her chin in the tub of bubbles and hoped they hadn’t seen too much of her when they entered.
    “Don’t you get sassy with us, sugar. Franco, Julien, and Louis were worried about you. They’re on their way over now, said for us to check on you and keep an eye on things,” Johnny added as Gustave took a seat on the closed toilet bowl as if he had every right to be in the bathroom while she was bathing. They were out of their minds. She felt her cheeks warm and her insides do a series of somersaults.
    Both men dressed in their Orchidea Sheriff’s uniforms