Busted: Promise Harbor, Book 3 by Sydney Somers Page A

elaborate on her bad judgment.
    Across the room she spotted Josh talking to his ex-girlfriend, Devon—the woman who’d sat beside Hayley in the church, though she hadn’t realized it at the time.
    Talking to his ex was a little convenient, wasn’t it? She cringed the moment that thought went through her head. She wasn’t any better than Eric if she let herself go there.
    She checked her phone again—no new messages—then decided to talk to Josh after all on the off chance he knew what happened to Gavin and Allie.
    “He doesn’t know anything,” Jackson said when she made a move to go around him.
    “Where are they?”
    “He doesn’t know that either, but she left with Gavin.”
    She felt Josh look in her direction, and would have walked over if not for Jackson standing in her way.
    “Do you know where they’d go?”
    Hayley shook her head.
    “Would you tell me if you did?” When she didn’t answer right away, he sighed.
    “He wouldn’t stay in town,” she offered. She knew that much. He wasn’t close enough to his family. That left her. If Gavin had plans to lay low in Promise Harbor, she would have heard from him by now.
    “Where exactly does he live? Josh wasn’t sure.”
    “Alaska.” But she couldn’t imagine him talking Allie into going all the way across the country when he’d just turned up out of the blue. And Allie had been too stunned at his arrival to have known he’d been planning on bursting in like that.
    “Here.” Matt shoved a glass in her hand. “You’re going to need this. Eric’s dad is here and he’s talking to your boss.”
    Hayley felt a migraine coming on. The last thing she needed was Eric’s dad demanding answers like he had any stake in the outcome. It was a wonder he hadn’t placed a call to the mayor.
    Her mother had had a previous engagement that kept her from attending the wedding, and Hayley couldn’t have been more grateful for that. There would have been no dodging questions from her mother with the town’s most influential businessman looking for information.
    She took a long, deep drink, nearly choking on the vodka. She peered into the glass. “Is there actually any orange juice in here?”
    Matt shrugged. “I told them to make a double. You may need it if Mom calls you.”
    “Great.” What she really needed to do was go before anyone else, especially her mother, tried to take advantage of her personal relationship with Gavin to satisfy their own curiosity.
    “How’s Josh doing?” Matt asked.
    “As well as he can be, considering his bride left him at the altar.” The last part was directed at Hayley.
    She bristled at the implied accusation. “You’ll have better luck with that coaching job than waiting for me to apologize for my friend.”
    “I’d settle for you sounding like you at least feel bad for Josh.”
    “You’re up for a coaching job?” Matt interjected, trying to change the subject.
    They both ignored him.
    “He doesn’t exactly look torn up at the moment.” She nodded to where Josh stood with his head bent close to Devon’s. The comment was out before she could take it back, but the way Jackson looked at the pair made her think maybe she wasn’t reading too much into the situation after all.
    As if he knew they were talking about him, Josh walked in their direction, and Jackson met him halfway. Hayley finished her drink, not even wanting to imagine how strange the rest of reception would be with no happy couple to celebrate.
    “You’re with Jackson Knight, aren’t you?” A petite brunette with bottomless green eyes and a curvy figure that wouldn’t need a single Photoshop touch-up gave her a shy smile.
    Matt made a small croaking sound, like maybe he’d swallowed his drink the wrong way.
    “We’re not together, no.”
    “Oh. Great.” She slid a finger down Matt’s tie, which Hayley had just noticed was covered in XOXOs. “Cute.”
    Matt made another choking sound at the woman’s attention, staring after her when