He grunted and we ate.
Well, he did.
I picked at my food and made it look like I ate.
“What’s their issue?” Shade jerked his chin toward a table in the corner of the room.
I looked that way and found that there was a group of men taking up the entire back corner.
Dixie Wardens.
It wasn’t a surprise to see them in here. A club member owned the place. But what was a surprise was the look of anger on all of their faces when they aimed their gazes toward me.
Even Boone was glowering.
I looked away, suddenly not hungry for even Reyelle’s sweet treats. “I don’t know,” I lied to my best friend for the thousandth time that day. “Maybe we should leave.”
Shade threw a couple of twenties down to cover our meals and walked out with me.
I tried really hard not to look at the men as I did.
By the time we got back home with my stuff, I was exhausted. “Thanks for the ride, Shade.”
“No problem,” he said. “Charleigh’s giving you one to work tomorrow?”
“She is,” I confirmed.
He winked at me and waited until I was on the path back up to my door before he pulled out of my driveway.
But as I looked at the splintered wood where Creed had just gone all Kool-Aid Man on my door, I figured that the door handle wouldn’t cut it. Neither would the wood I’d bought.
That was tomorrow’s problem, though.
Tonight, I was going to go to bed and pretend I had a door that locked.
Fifteen
I don’t know how you were raised, but you should really unlearn that shit.
—Creed’s secret thoughts
Creed
My anger had cooled hours later, and I knew that I’d gone overboard when I’d yelled at her.
Yet, I didn’t apologize.
And I wouldn’t.
Mostly because my sister was staring at me so stubbornly across the table from me with a look of determination on her face.
“We don’t even know that it’ll be an issue yet,” she pointed out. “So far, I haven’t had any other issues.”
I sighed. “You’re also pregnant. You can’t really check your iron levels on your own. And just because you haven’t had an asthma attack doesn’t mean that you won’t.”
She waved my worry away. “I’m not pregnant.”
“You’re not?”
