Son of a bitch. Stocks!
I need to be sure, asshole!
That was when I saw it. Or rather them. Three shadows running from one of the trailers. I took off at a run. I didn’t know if the other two were following me, but I didn’t need them.
One of the figures running through the dark was so small, it had to be a fucking kid. I heard shouts behind me, and when I looked over my shoulder, I saw men running after us.
“BLOW IT!” I screamed as I pulled my gun and aimed behind me. I quickly fired five shots, hitting all five men. They likely weren’t dead, but they were down. I continued after the figures I’d seen running until I was lifted up into the air as the barn and trailers all went up in smoke with a loud boom.
Chapter Forty-One
King
I walked out of church and told Cash I was going upstairs. I needed to check on Grace. She seemed lighter after leaving the hospital. Not by much, but I saw her smile as she watched me holding Bennett.
I had to admit; the kid was fucking cute.
I knocked softly on the door, not wanting to frighten her, then turned the knob and went inside. The room was empty, and the bathroom door was open.
She wasn’t fucking here!
I ran upstairs to my room. Not paying attention to the fact that I had to unlock the door, and Grace didn’t have a key, I searched the room anyway. I checked the bathroom first, and the closet.
She wasn’t there.
I flew down the stairs, going directly to the kitchen. When I didn’t find her there, I checked the women’s bathroom in the hall. I didn’t care if someone was in there; I pushed the door open and checked the stalls.
Where the fuck is she?
In the main room, my eyes scanned every face. Male and female, just to make sure. She wasn’t fucking here.
“King?”
I looked down at Brandy. “She’s outside with Aspen.”
I blew out a relieved breath. With my hands on my hips, I dropped my chin to my chest and shook my head. I knew shecouldn’t leave. Whoever was on the gate would have stopped her and called me. But my fear overruled my common sense when it came to her.
“Thank you, Brandy.”
I brushed past her and headed outside. I walked toward the back yard looking for Grace. When I found her, I stopped in my tracks and watched her. She sat on the ground, Diesel on her lap as she dug her hands into his fur.
I didn’t move closer. I didn’t want to disturb her. She had a small smile on her face as she talked with Aspen. Aspen looked up at me, and I nodded. Grace, noticing Aspen was looking behind her, turned to look, and I caught her eyes.
She lifted her hand in a small wave, and I did the same. I smiled at Grace, and she dipped her head as though she were shy. She hadn’t ever been shy since I met her. But after everything she’d been through, I understood it.
I turned around and walked back to the clubhouse, but I didn’t go inside. I sat on the front steps and waited for Grace and Aspen to come inside. I’d sit here all fucking night if I had too.
She was talking.
It wasn’t to me, and I didn’t know what she was talking about, but she was fucking talking. Two hours went by before they finally made their way back. When they rounded the corner from the backyard, Grace stopped.
“What are you doing?”
“Waiting for you,” I said with a smile.
“Did you need something? You could have come and got me.”
Aspen pulled her lips between her teeth; she understood what Grace didn’t. “I’m going to take Diesel inside for a snack.”
