Ill Take Forever

beans. He told us about Mark Harris. We had the sheriff’s office alerted, so when we called for help, they picked up Harris and brought him in.
    'I spent the rest of today plowing up the crop and destroying it. I was up most of last night questioning Nate and Bart then supervised the destruction this morning.'
    'When you didn't come back last night, I was worried. I even started to go to the field, but I saw a black car on that road so I decided not to go on.'
    'It was probably one of the Sheriff's unmarked cars.'
    'I didn't know you were here until I came to make your bed. Your motorcycle isn't in the garage.'
    'My bike's still up at the site. We used the Sheriff's car. I'll have to go pick it up later. Naomi gave us some good information about Nate. He's a distributor, just branching out as a grower. I guess he figured to get a bigger percentage. He had an ideal location for distribution, too. Sooner or later everyone goes to the garage. Anyone stopping there doesn't arouse curiosity.'
    'It's hard to believe people I know could be involved in something like this. I'm glad it's over, she said, giving thanks he was safe.
    Jenny lay quietly on the bed, closing her eyes, savoring the feel of his hand, warm and heavy on her stomach. His long legs were intertwined with hers and his breath was soft as it fanned her face.
    'Are you going to sleep?' he asked, amused.
    'No!' She kept her eyes shut. 'I'm just enjoying lying here with you, having you hold me like this.'
    'We can do this a lot when we're married,' he said, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
    'Will your family be pleased? I think my mom and dad will be. They like you, though I think they'll be surprised to find you're not Edith's son, after all.'
    'My folks will be happy for us. You'll like them, I think, and they'll love you. We'll go down to San Diego in a few days so everyone can meet.'
    'And your sister?' Jenny looked up at him.
    Kyle's face closed a little, as if he were looking a long way off, or a long way back. 'She's dead, Jenny. She was a happy carefree person, until the end. She got hooked on hard drugs, through marijuana. I don't think Dad's recovered yet and it's over ten years ago.'
    'How awful for you all.' Jenny opened her eyes to look at Kyle. ‘I’m so sorry.’
    'That's what got me into this racket. All the heartache started from smoking pot. You would’ve liked her, she was such fun. That's her picture. I always carry it with me, to remind me why I'm doing all this.'
    The blonde girl in the picture was his sister! With a feeling of relief and happiness, Jenny reached up to cup his face, pull it down for a soft kiss. 'I love you. What you’re doing is good. You’re keeping other sisters from the same path.'
    He smiled down at her. 'I like to think so. But this assignment was different. You're the best thing that came out of any assignment. I'm glad there was a blizzard last winter.'
    'And that you were assigned here this summer.'
    'Actually–I asked especially for this gig. Even when I got shot, I made Stuart promise not to give this case to anyone else. I knew when we met last winter that I wanted to see more of you, Jenny. And you,' he laughed softly, 'were such a sweetheart to agree to help. I could have stayed in Strawberry, just as Jason and Mac did. But you were so trusting when we asked for help. I loved it.'
    Jenny looked indignant. 'You mean it was all just for your own personal reasons? I wasn't really needed to help with the case?'
    'No, I don't mean that at all. We usually don't have the co-operation we got this time. It really helped.' He smiled again at her self-satisfied look.
    'Now what?' she asked, trailing her hand along his back.
    'I've got a few days off coming, before my next assignment.'
    'What is it?' she asked suspiciously, a small shiver of fear running along her spine.
    'I'm giving in to Stuart’s constant pressure to switch to the office work. Not so much field work. Too many nights away from home.'
    Jenny felt happiness like a warm glow spread through her. She'd be spared the worry and fear for his safety each time he left home. She smiled up at him, happiness and love expressed in her look.
    'In Sacramento?'
    He nodded. ‘Are you going to mind moving?’
    She shook her head. 'Wherever you are, is where I want to be. Still close enough to see my folks whenever I want. We can keep this place as a weekend cabin. It’s paid for.’
    ‘And part of Johnny,’ Kyle said with understanding.
    She smiled and