Free Bobby: Red, Hot & Blue, Book 6 by Cat Johnson

the country too.”
    A large shadow blocked the sun streaming in through the open doorway and announced Bobby’s arrival.
    “All packed?” His deep voice never failed to send a quiver through her.
    Christy dried her eyes and tilted her head toward the two suitcases, zipped and standing on the floor. “All packed.”
    Bobby stepped inside. “Hey, Mandy. Jared was just pulling up behind me.”
    “Thank you, Deputy.” Mandy turned to Christy. “You better call and email me whenever you can. Okay?”
    Christy nodded. “Promise.”
    With one last smile, Mandy left and Christy was alone with Bobby.
    “You all right?” He stepped forward and brushed his thumb along the side of her face. She leaned into his hand and enjoyed the warm feel of him.
    “Yeah. It’s just starting to hit that as of today, I’m unemployed.” She’d thought she hated her job, but now that she didn’t have it anymore, she was thinking maybe it hadn’t been that bad after all. Wasn’t that always the way?
    Bobby pursed his lips and drew her into his arms. “I’m sorry for how you’re feeling, but I’m not sorry that I’m glad you’re staying, unemployed or not.”
    “I’m not sorry I’m staying either.” She buried her head in his chest.
    Pulling back, he looked down at her. “I know you’ve grown fond of The Hideaway for some strange reason, but are you ready to move into your new home now?”
    She smacked his arm playfully. “Hey, we’ve made some good memories here in this room.”
    Once they realized they weren’t fooling anyone by sneaking around, they’d given up hiding and Bobby had started to just spend nights here with her. It was far preferable to having sex under his parents’ roof.
    He glanced at the bed and smiled. “Yes, we have. But it’s time to christen our new bedroom.”
    She laughed. “Are you sure you soundproofed the walls of that apartment above your parents’ garage?”
    “Oh, yeah. Double-thick insulation and three-quarter inch sheetrock, brand new double pane windows and a very loud air-conditioning unit.” He lowered his mouth to within a breath of hers. “You can be as loud as you want.”
    “And so can you,” she teased and grabbed his butt.
    He smiled. “You do what you did to me last night and I’ll be real loud.”
    Still trying to wrap her head around the fact he was really hers, Christy raised herself up on tiptoe and kissed him.
    Bobby broke away and grabbed her hand. “Come on. Let’s go home.”
    Home. The stuff from her apartment in California that her roommate had packed and shipped to her might not be arriving for another week, but Bobby was here now. He was all she really needed to make Pigeon Hollow her home.

Epilogue
    TV Weekly Magazine
    Smalltown Heat Wrap-up
    Smalltown Heat , the surprise hit that took reality show viewers by storm, wrapped up its season with a bang Sunday night when Producer Mandy Morris took home the Emmy Award for best prime-time reality television series. Morris verified the rumor that she is leaving the production company responsible for the show to “pursue personal interests”. Being that Smalltown star Jared Gordon was her date for the event, TV Weekly wonders if her personal business may lie back in Pigeon Hollow, where the show was filmed.
    It is not surprising the series won the hearts and ratings of America with its flawless editing and a cast of characters that would make any producer drool. Handsome horseman Jared Gordon, his red-hot, pie-baking mama, Lois, Mac, the gruff but lovable diner owner, Sue Ann, the villain everyone loved to hate (who was reportedly last seen headlining at Naughty Ladies strip club in Atlanta) were all household names by the end of the run.
    Ratings soared during the revelation of the unexpected romance that blossomed between Deputy Sheriff Bobby Barton and the show’s Associate Producer, Christy Dunne, only to be surpassed by the eventual leak of ex-major league pitcher Cole Ryan’s love child and the