Free After Hours by Marie Rochelle Page B

mistake. I mean after you told me about him and his two ex-wives. I stopped dating him, didn’t I?”
    “Okay, I’ll drop it,” her uncle sighed. “What’s this new guy’s name?”
    “Forbes,” Jametria said with love in her voice, “I know you are going to love him.”
    “Forbes? What is it with you and these guys with these stupid names? Can’t you date a Jeff or Brian?”
    “Uncle Wayne, I’m a writer. I can’t date a Jeff or Brian because I actually like creative names.”
    “Fine. Will this guy be at your house, so I can give him the rapid fire? I can’t have any creep winning over my favorite niece’s heart.”
    “I’m your only niece,” she pointed out.
    “That doesn’t make a difference. Is he going to be there or not?” Wayne asked.
    “Yes, he’ll be here and you better be nice or I won’t let you stay here the next time you come to town,” Jametria threatened.
    “What. You wouldn’t dare toss your poor old uncle out on the street,” he said. “By the way, how long have you been seeing this guy?”
    “It has been a little over a month, but he’s the one and I can feel it.”
    “Jametria, don’t be rushing into anything that you haven’t thought about. Please take more time to get to know this man better. He may not be the hero from those romance books you write.”
    “Uncle Wayne, you remind me so much of Daddy when you lecture me,” she told him. Jametria remembered how her father constantly told her to stop letting her heart rule her emotions.
    “Sweetheart, I’m not liking what I’m hearing. I’ll be over there today. I need to see what this man has to offer you. Don’t go anywhere.” Her uncle ended the call before she could stop him.
    Jametria wasn’t ready for Forbes to meet her only living relative yet, but it didn’t seem like she had much of a choice since he was on his way. Getting up from the table, she strolled into the living room and stood beside the couch.
     “Forbes, you need to get up and take a shower. We’re having company coming.”
    “Who is it? An ex-boyfriend coming back to tell you he’s madly in love with you?” Forbes teased, turning his head to stare at her.
    “No,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s my Uncle Wayne and he wants to meet you.”
     
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    Forbes’ body went on high alert as his FBI training set in. His heart fell to his feet as Jametria’s words sank in. Why was this happening now especially after the night they spent together? He wasn’t ready to come clean yet.
    What was he going to do?
    This might be his only chance to catch Wayne Collins. Zane would kill him if he didn’t take it. Shit. Forbes knew he had to find a way to get Jametria out of the house before her uncle arrived. All he had to do was make a few phone calls and he could have Zane and the rest of the Bureau here in a matter of minutes. However, he needed to get Jametria out of the line of fire; in case bullets started to fly. Losing her wasn’t a part of the plan and he had to make sure it wouldn’t happen.
    “Your uncle is coming here? I didn’t know he was even in town.” he said, sitting up on the couch. Jametria joined him.
     “I love my Uncle Wayne a lot. He’s my daddy’s brother and the only family member I’ve left. He’s like a modern day hobo,” she said.
    “A hobo?” Forbes frowned while trying to think of a way to get Jametria to leave the house.
    “He constantly moves from place to place. He does it without a second thought to where his next adventure will lead him. I’m very jealous that I can’t do it.”
    He ran his hand down the side of her arm. “You do that every day with your writing.”
    “I guess I do a little, but Uncle Wayne can’t ever seem to hold down a job, but he’s never without money. I never understood how he did that. Once I asked him about it and he told me that he was a bank robber.”
    Leaning away from Jametria, Forbes’ shocked eyes fell down to her face. “Your uncle is a bank