But fuck him, his hands actuallyitchedto reachout and pull her to him so she could feel he was a big guy, strong, solid, andhe had her.
He couldn’t do that, so he did the only thing he could.
“You know it’s okay to be freaked by this guy,” he educatedher.“He’s a freak.”
“I don’t get freaked easily,” she returned.
He could sense that about her.
But this was new territory for her.
Not for him.For Hawk.Jorge.Probably even Smithie.
Fanatics were the worst.It didn’t matter if they were thatabout the Broncos or their God who would not be down in any way with theirbehavior, they’d just convinced themselves they were doing righteous work.
If there wasn’t more meaning to your life than football oracting out your twisted version of what you thought God wanted you to do, youhad a serious problem.
She turned to him, hands now to the belt on her robe,tugging it tighter.
But Mo wasn’t watching her hands.
He was staring at her face.
And he arrested.
Nope.
Thiswas his worst fear.
For always.
Terror was stark in her expression, big hazel eyes filledwith tears.
“My sister covered me with her body,” she said.
That wasn’t what he expected to hear.
“What?”he asked.
“Jet, when we were shot at, or in the room where people wereshooting at each other, my sister was there too.And when the bullets wereflying, she covered me with her body,” she explained.
Mo needed a minute.
She was in a roomwith people shooting at each otherand her sister had tocover her with her body?
“Jet and Mom…Jet and Mom…” A fat tear fell from her eye.“Jet and Mom would lose their minds if they knew this was happening.And Mombarely survived her first stroke.”
“When were you shot at?”
It was him that asked the question, but he didn’t recognizehis own voice.It sounded low and gritty and like it crawled up his throatstraight from the acid in his gut.
“My dad was a gambler.He’s recovering.And my sister hadmade some dude unhappy by jumping him at an Einstein’s.We went to confront Dadgambling and…”
She kept talking but it was then Mo remembered her sisterwas a Rock Chick.
He needed to hear no more.
“They don’t need to know,” he said over her story.
