Big Daddy Sinatra: There Was a Ruthless Man (The Sinatras of Jericho County Book 1) by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online

that there had indeed been an
accident, and saw that one of the wrecked cars was Jenay’s little Honda, he
took off running.

 
 
    CHAPTER FIVE

 
    He
wasn’t in shape.   He was a man blessed
with an appealing physique, a very muscular physique, but it was more from the
activeness of running several businesses than hard earned in some gym, and
running as fast as he was now running nearly took his breath away.   But the thought of Jenay involved in that
crash gave him the strength, the raw determination, to get there and to get
there fast.
    The
man in the SUV that had t-boned her car, was getting out just as he arrived on
the scene.   The man was angry, as if he
had no fault whatsoever in the crash, but all Charles could think about was
getting to Jenay.   When he saw her car
door open, even before he could get to her, and saw her step out of her
vehicle, his heart soared.
    When
she saw Charles coming her way, she, too, felt relieved.   “Charlie,” she said as soon as she saw him.
    He
hurried to her.   “Are you alright?” he
asked her anxiously as he hurried up to her.   He immediately placed his hands on either side of her small arms.
    “I’m
ok,” she said.   “Thank God, I’m okay.”
    Charles
wanted to hold her he was so relieved.   He wanted to pull her into his arms.   So he did.   He embraced her with a
vigorous embrace.   Any other time Jenay
would have been surprised by this level of affection from a man she barely
knew, but not this time.   She was shook
up.   She needed the warmth of his
embrace.
    “It’s
all your fault, lady,” the man said as he approached the hugging couple.   They stopped embracing when they heard the
nearness of his voice.   “You are going to
pay for my damage!   You’re going to pay
for this!”
    “First
of all,” Charles said, releasing Jenay from his grasp, “calm your voice.”
    “But
it was her fault!”
    Charles
grabbed the man by the catch of his collar.   “I said calm your voice!   You
don’t talk to her in that tone!”
    When
the man saw that chilly look in Charles hard, green eyes, he settled back
down.   This guy didn’t look like just
anybody to him.   He looked like one of
those Italians that could cause him serious trouble, if not serious bodily
injury.   “I don’t want any trouble,” he
made clear, as Charles released him.   “But it wasn’t my fault.   She
drove out into traffic as if she didn’t see me.   She nearly gave me a heart attack!”
    Charles
was about to go at the man again, but Jenay moved in front of him.   “It’s okay,” she said, because the man was
right.   She thought she had a clearance
and went for it.   She didn’t even see his
vehicle coming.   “I have insurance,” she
added.   “I’ll take care of it.”
    And
as the police officer arrived, and the small crowd began to disperse, everybody
seemed to calm back down.   Except
Charles.   His heart was still
hammering.   He kept looking at
Jenay.   He kept wondering why in the
world did the thought of her coming to any kind of harm nearly did to him what
it almost did to that other driver.   It
nearly gave him a heart attack too.

 
    After
phoning Triple A and having the car towed to a local mechanic’s shop Jenay
frequented, and after the other driver and the police were both satisfied with
the statements, Charles drove Jenay to her home.   She leaned back against the headrest as he
drove through the busy Boston streets, and soaked in the smell of leather, and
of his cologne, inside his Jaguar.  
    He
looked over at her, and then back at the road.   “Take off your shoes,” he said.   “I’m sure your feet are still hurting.”
    “You’re
right about that,” Jenay replied, and gladly removed her heels.
    “Sure
you didn’t want to go to the hospital and get yourself checked out?”
    “I’m
positive, Charlie, thanks.   I’m
okay.   I’m a little shook up, I’ll admit
that, but I’m okay.   I’m just glad