“Hi,” I breathed out. “Is she okay?”
“She’s great. Go on in.”
“I’ll wait out here,” Rooster said, and I nodded, kissing him quickly before slipping inside.
Cricket looked up from her place in the recliner and put a finger to her lips. “She’s sleeping.”
“Where’s Hatch?”
She shrugged. “He and Minus took off somewhere.”
I frowned. “That doesn’t sound good.”
Before Cricket could comment, Rooster peeked his head in. “Razor and I have to head out. A couple of prospects are on the door.”
I frowned. “What? Where are you going?”
“We should be back in a couple of hours,” he said not answering my question.
“Beckham, where are you going?” I pressed.
“They will take you home. Do not leave herewithout one of them at your back. Got it?”
I closed the distance between us. “I swear to god, Rooster, you need to answer my question.”
Instead of doing that, he leaned down and kissed me. “I love you.”
“No, sir.” I hooked a finger around one of his belt loops and tugged him back. “Whereare you going?”
Cricket let out a quiet snort behind me.
I craned my neck to scowl at her. “No comments from the peanut gallery.”
“I can’t tell you where I’m going right now, Katie, because I don’t know,” Rooster said. “I got a call out from Flea—”
“Billy called you?”
“No, my sergeant did. It’s an official call out, so we have to go. I don’t have any details right now.”
“Who does?”
“Razor,” he bit out. “Who is currently waiting for me downstairs.”
I bit my lip. “Will you text me when you know?”
“Probably not.”
I gasped. “Rude.”
“Let the man go,” Cricket ordered.
“Katie?” Maisie rasped. “What are you doing here?”
Rooster used this distraction to escape and closed the door.
“I’m going to kill him,” I snapped.
“Who, love?” Maisie asked.
