Sheriff’s Secret (Brigs Ferry Bay #1) Read Online K. Webster

Categories Genre: Angst, Contemporary, Erotic, M-M Romance, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Brigs Ferry Bay Series by K. Webster
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 100608 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
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“In that case, I would like to get your advice on something.” I straighten my tie and give him my friendliest smile. “If a friend was having issues with some building codes, who would he speak to in order to get that ironed out?”

He stiffens, his eyes flashing much like Jax’s do. “I could speak to the city planner—”

“He’s actually the problem,” I throw back. “Maybe you could run interference. Find out what the issue is and help my friend so he can move forward with construction. I know the good people of Brigs Ferry Bay are happy to have new business as you’ve said, so this will only ensure it moves along faster.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” He retrieves a business card from his pocket and hands it to me. “You can reach me here.”

“I appreciate your help, Dean. You should stop by the B&B and take a look sometime.” I smirk at him. “Especially since your son is dating my sister. Looks like we might see a lot of each other in the near future.” I chuckle. “Hell, we might even be family one day.”

His face pales at my words. If it’s scandalous that his son might be dating the new B&B lady in town, I could only imagine the look on his face if he knew his “straight” son let me suck his dick.

“I’m sure Shelly would love to see Patricia again, too,” I tell him. “Thanks again. I’ll see you around.”

I’m gloating over my win on the way to my car when my phone rings.

“Hello?” I chirp, a victorious grin on my face.

“Is this Mr. Kincaid?”

“Speaking.”

“This is Principal Hayworth at Brigs Ferry Bay School,” the man says, making my blood run cold. “We’re going to need you to come up here. Callan got into a fight.”

A fight?

Callan is broody as fuck but not a fighter.

“I’m on my way.”

Until I moved to Brigs Ferry Bay, I’d never seen a school that accommodated K-12th grades. Most towns have elementary schools, middle schools, and high schools. Here, they cram them all into one building. So, as I make my way to the principal’s office, I pass by a kid no more than six years old who wet his pants being escorted to the bathroom by what appears to be a high school aged older sibling based on their similar appearances. It’s frustrating to think Callan got into a fight with little kids nearby. He knows better than to fight.

When I enter the small office, I find two boys sitting side by side, both of them scowling. One is Callan and the other looks familiar.

“What happened?” I ask upon greeting.

Both kids look up.

“Mr. Kincaid,” Mr. Hayworth says, exiting his office to come to stand beside me. “Why don’t we take this into my office so we can talk about what Callan did?”

Callan’s eyes glaze over with tears, which gives me the only answer I need.

“What you need to say to me, you can say right here,” I clip out. “I’m extremely interested to know what you claim my brother did.”

Mr. Hayworth winces. “Very well,” he grumbles. “Callan was at his locker when Zak, er Mr. Bell, walked by. Mr. Bell…” He pauses as to consider his words carefully. “Claims Callan made eye contact with him, called him a few nasty names, and then shoved him.”

“It’s what happened,” Zak growls, reminding me very much of his older brother and father. “I’m not claiming anything.”

Callan grimaces.

“Did you do that?” I ask Callan.

“He deserved it,” my brother spits out. “For calling me a fairy.”

I gape at Zak whose face turns pink.

“W-What? I didn’t call you a fairy. Why would I call you that?” Zak demands, stuttering over his words.

“I know it was you!” Callan bellows. “If you have something to say, say it to my face.”

The size difference is almost laughable. Zak is broad-shouldered and muscular. Callan isn’t a large guy like myself. He and Shelly are both built like Mom. The image of Callan trying to fight with some kid who looks like he could bench him is ridiculous.

“Enough,” Mr. Hayworth says. “We don’t tolerate fighting at this school.” He lets loose a heavy sigh. “Which is why you’re both being suspended the rest of today and tomorrow. It’ll give you each a few days to cool off.”

“No,” Zak croaks. “My parents will kill me. I can’t get suspended again.”

Again?

Callan flinches, looking the least bit guilty. Before I can open my mouth, Sheriff Bell strides into the office, rippling with authority. As soon as Zak sees his brother, he groans.

“You called him?” Zak hisses at Mr. Hayworth.

“He sure did,” Jax barks out. “When Mom and Dad don’t answer their phones, it’s me who has to come rescue your ass.” To Mr. Hayworth, Jax says, “What did he do this time?”

Mr. Hayworth grimaces. “Fighting Mr. Kincaid here.”


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