The Full Cup of Murder: Cozy Murder Mystery (Full Cup Mysteries Book 1)

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Authors: Ruby Jones
know that perhaps Riley will show up there.”
    “Ok” I got up, grabbed my cell phone, and called her.
    “Hello.” She answered.
    “Hey Shanna.”
    “Hi Alison!”
    “I was wondering. Would you be interested in going out to lunch maybe tomorrow?”
    “I thought you weren’t even in town?”
    “I am coming back tomorrow for a few hours and getting cash bags done and orders at the Full Cup.”
    “Oh…what?”
    “Shanna?”
    “Sorry it was Riley. Yes, let us meet at the club. I think Riley may meet us there mid way because he has a business meeting there if that is ok.
    “Oh that would be perfect.” We worked out the logistics and I hung up. “There, it is set for one and Riley will be there a little bit after.”
    “Good now the idea here is to get closer to Shanna. Get her to confide in you. Take on the roll of letting Riley be your savior. Get him to trust you.”
    “I am just not comfortable with this.” Jason spoke up.
    “I think I will be safe with the fact that everyone is beginning to realize that I am now dating Jason. He is a cop and people love him in our town. Even Riley has a certain amount of respect for him. “I turned to Jason. “I listen to the rumors at work. Everyone jokes about you Jason but they like you.”
    “Ok.” He hugged me close. “Ok. Let’s get this over with.”
    The following day Jason and I had a great breakfast and then headed back to town. We were both pretty quiet on the ride there.
    “Jason, I will be fine.” I reached over and grasped his hand. He squeezed it gently.
    “I know. Alison, I know we have only been seeing each other for a couple of days but I just feel with everything we have been through over the years that we have been a couple so much longer.”
    “I do understand. Kind of feels weird doesn’t it.”
    “Yes. “ He looked straight at the road and for the first time I sensed a little bit of hesitation.
    “Jason?”
    “I don’t want to scare you or make you feel like I am rushing things.”
    “I don’t feel that way.”
    “Well I mean with everything going on right now. I just don’t want you to make the mistake and think that leaning on me means needing me.”
    “Jason!” I yelled. He pulled over.
    “What?” I moved closer to him and touched his arm.
    “Look at me.” He did. I could see the confusion in his eyes. I knew a lot of it had to do with what happened with his ex-wife. I also knew he was not comparing anything or me like that but I also know it has been a long time since Jason has been involved with anyone. Not that I was any huge dater. I dated a guy for about three years. He wound up moving away. Then about two years later, I met Reese and that only lasted three months. I knew Jason knew all of this and he knew I knew his history as well. “I have always depended on you to keep me safe. To keep order in my bar when needed. As kids, we would run into each other and you were one of the rare older kids who did not pick on me. I think knowing each other the way we do that this not something to take lightly with what is going on in between us but I don’t think we have to take it so seriously and question everything. Do I have feelings for you other than so much deep appreciation for helping me get through this, yes I do. What are they? I am not sure. I care about you. I am attracted to you. You make me smile so much I sometimes feel like my face aches for days. You make my body feel things that I never thought was possible.” I kissed him gently on the cheek. I leaned towards his ear and whispered. “I am pretty sure I am at least falling in love with you.” He turned his head and smiled at me and in moments his lips where on mine.
    Suddenly we were hit with such force by another car we got pushed down the road about fifteen feet and up against the guardrail. I remember screaming Jason’s name, looking forward and seeing a huge black truck but I could not see the driver just pushing us sideways. I blacked

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