To My Senses The Nicci Beauvoir Series Book 1 by Alexandrea Weis

by way of my house.”
    I opened my mouth to
protest, but he held his finger to my lips. He nodded approvingly
at my silence and then took my hand.
    We had only walked about
twenty feet from the entrance when I heard the most familiar
squeal. I started searching the parked cars, as I pulled David with
me.
    “ What are you doing?” he
questioned.
    I waved my hand at him,
pleading for silence. He simply shrugged and followed
me.
    The car where the squeal
had come from was not hard to find. It was Eddie’s red BMW, and it
was rocking slightly as we approached. I looked into the back
window, feeling a bit like a peeping tom. David started chuckling,
as I tried to see through the fog that was clouding up the
window.
    Then, the activity inside
of the car came into sharp focus. Eddie was half-naked in the back
seat with Colleen underneath him, squealing away with delight. I
didn’t know if I should pound angrily on the window or sneak away.
David’s snickering was getting louder. I nudged him to be quiet,
but it didn’t work. Suddenly Eddie looked up from the back seat,
and his eyes met mine. David quickly pulled me away from Eddie’s
car and back across the parking lot.
    David led me along the row
of cars, until we came to an open-top, red Jeep
Wrangler.
    “ Where’s the
Jag?”
    He opened the passenger
door for me. “The Jag is Sammy’s. This is mine.”
    “ I like this better,” I
declared.
    As I clicked my seatbelt, I
took one last glance at Eddie’s car. David followed my line of
sight and looked back at the rocking red BMW.
    “ I never thought he had it
in him,” David remarked, starting the Jeep.
    “ What do you mean?” I
asked, looking back to him.
    “ I never thought the
little…I never thought he would ever make it with a woman. He
always seemed more afraid than attracted to them.” He pulled out of
the parking lot, and onto the street.
    “ Colleen finally got what
she’s always wanted,” I stated, after we had left the lights of the
botanical gardens behind us. “I just hope Eddie knows what he’s in
for.”
    “ Well, good luck to the
both of them.” He gave a perturbed grunt, and then added, “Sammy
won’t be too happy when she hears.”
    That’s not the only thing
she won’t be happy about .
    I knew Sammy would hear
about us. There had been enough eyes at the party to give her a
blow-by-blow account of our stroll along the dance floor. She would
probably hear about David taking me home, as well. I knew for
Sammy, Eddie’s escapades would pale in comparison to David’s
attentions toward me. I had spent enough years in the midst of the
infamous Samantha Fallon to know how she would react to our evening
together. And that worried me. What I didn’t understand was why
that didn’t worry David, too.

Chapter 6
     
    “ Where do you live?” I
inquired, as we headed into the city.
    He only grinned at me. I
did not pursue the question further. I watched him steer the Jeep
through the dark streets and realized how much more I liked him
driving this type of car. The wind from the open top made his once
sleeked back hair dash wildly about his face. He had thrown his
jacket into the back and rolled up his shirtsleeves. Unencumbered
by the trappings of Sammy or high society, he seemed more at ease
with the world around him. There was no pretense to impose, no
impression to be made. He could just be, without having to be
something for someone else. I liked him this way.
    As we drove, he would
occasionally glance over at me, and I could see a strange
uneasiness furrowing his brow. It was as if he was having some
great inner debate and was not quite sure of what action to
take.
    Soon, we entered the New
Orleans suburb of Lakeview. A quiet area of town, filled with
families and small businesses. The houses were modest in design and
size, reflecting the post World War II era in which many of the
homes had been built. David parked in front of a double shotgun
style cottage.
    A shotgun was a