The Police Chief's Lady. Jacqueline Diamond
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      “I admire your wife if she has that effect on you.”

      Ethan didn’t care to discuss Martha with Jenni. “I have a five-year-old son,” he said. “Naturally, he’s a brilliant wit.” Simply mentioning Nick lightened his mood. “He has a gift for making me laugh.”

      “That’s better.” She relaxed her grip on her purse strap.

      “What is?”

      “When you mentioned your little boy, you gave evidence of containing actual human DNA.” she quipped.

      A strange thing happened to Ethan then. He chuckled. Until this moment, he hadn’t realized how rarely he did that around anyone aside from Nick. “I’ll have to be careful around you.”

      “Why?” Jenni asked.

      “You’re smarter than you—” He stopped.

      “Smarter than I look?” Her voice held a challenge. “Believe me, I’ve heard that before.” She seemed rueful rather than angry. “It’s amazing the way some students assume a medical school must have accepted a blonde based on her sex appeal.”

      “What did you do about it?”

      “I kicked their gluteus maximus on exams,” Jenni returned. “It wasn’t easy, since I’m no genius. You can accomplish miracles if you study like a maniac and forgo a social life.”

      She hadn’t mentioned needing to work. Perhaps her parents had paid the bills, but Ethan could hardly hold that against her. “I’d say you just kicked my gluteus maximus, figuratively speaking,” he said. “Coming here took guts.”

      It was her turn to smile. “You’re a good sport.”

      “How about a truce?”

      Jenni released a long breath. Apparently, she’d been prepared for a rougher reception. “Fine. Live and let live.”

      Ethan became aware that he’d instinctively shifted toward her. If he wasn’t careful, he might start flirting, he realized with a jolt.

      He eased back, trying not to be obvious. Although he didn’t completely dismiss the possibility that Jenni had had an affair with her patient’s husband, he could see why Karen and Olivia believed her.

      “There is one matter I wanted to mention,” he said.

      “Oh?” She withdrew into caution again.

      Being rich and gorgeous must be tougher than he’d thought if it produced such a strong defensive mechanism.

      “Have a seat.” Ethan wanted to put their meeting on a more neighborly basis. “Coffee?”

      “No, thanks.” She perched on the edge of a chair.

      He helped himself to a mugful from the pot atop a low file cabinet. “When did you get into town?”

      “This morning.”

      “You came to my office first thing? You must really have been steamed.”

      Her cheeks flushed. “I’m not sure my wheels touched the ground on the way from Nashville. I don’t like the idea of being put under a microscope.”

      “Fair enough. In fact, from now on, you have leave to put me under a microscope. Turnabout’s fair play, right?”

      Her expression turned to one of mingled amusement and embarrassment.

      “What did I say?” he inquired. “You have the funniest look on your face.”

      This time she blushed deep red. “I was wondering who you use as your personal physician.”

      Now he understood. If he became one of her patients, that would mean getting examined in a very intimate manner.

      Ethan hoped his discomfort didn’t show as clearly as hers. “Fortunately for both of us, I have a doctor in Nashville. I make appointments when I take my son in. He’s diabetic,” he added.

      “I see. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to help.” She folded her hands in her lap.

      “There is, but not with Nick.” Ethan finished stirring his coffee and settled behind the desk. “There’s a public health project I’ve been trying to get under way for the past year, but it ran into some snags.” He’d mentioned this during her visit, but since she hadn’t responded, he chose to try again.

      “Why is a police chief concerned with public health?” Jenni asked.

      “It’s outreach—a form of crime prevention.” Inside a drawer, Ethan found the folder full of reference articles he’d saved, along with his comments. “I’ve been trying to talk the city council into funding a pilot project, but they don’t see the benefits. So I figured you and I could prove to them how great the need is.”

      “There’s no funding?” She frowned.

      He bit back the urge to point out that investing some unreimbursed time in her new community wouldn’t kill her, especially considering that she could obviously afford a small fortune for designer clothes. “Not yet,” he admitted.

      “You realize we’d require materials?” Jenni probed. “I presume we’re talking about vaccinations and so forth?”

      “Right now, I’m more interested in assessing medical needs and educating people about everything from child development to gun safety.” Ethan had been mulling the subject over since he’d returned to Downhome. “We’d make referrals rather than provide on-the-spot care.”

      “‘We’?” she said.

      “I’d need to accompany you, since we’d be visiting the less savory part of town.” He hadn’t viewed that part of the project as problematic until now.

      “You could use this as a chance to snoop into people’s homes,” Jenni noted none too happily

      “That’s not my motive.” Still, since she’d mentioned it, he wouldn’t mind paying Arturo Mendez a visit.

      “Listen, Chief…”

      “Ethan,” he corrected.

      “Okay, Ethan,” Jenni said.

      “May I call you by your first name?”

      “Would you let me finish, please?”

      He sat back, properly chastened. “Shoot.”

      “First of all, I just got here. I haven’t even talked to my nursing staff or met my patients. It’s way too soon to contemplate a new project.”

      “We could wait a few weeks. I realize I’m pushing hard, but I’ve run into delay after delay and I’m growing impatient.” Ethan could see that this approach wasn’t working, so he switched to a different one. “I’d like to СКАЧАТЬ