Oliver
“Why the hell not?”I snap at the sheriff. “That mother fucker attacked us. I know he’s behind this, he needsarrested!”
Wade takes a deep breath, holding up a palm. “We’re still gathering evidence—”
“You pulled it all out of myass,” I hiss. “Every scrap of metal from where he tried tokillus!” I might still be stuck in the hospital, but I’m feeling better everyday.
Just about well enough to go home and start hunting for that son of a bitch.
His russet eyebrows drop and his wide jaw clenches. “There’s a lot going on that you aren’t at liberty to know.”
Anger rages through me. “Yea, you’ve always been great at keeping shitty people secret, huh?” I hate that this asshole was screwing my ex-wife, and now he’s in charge of finding the person who hurt Sophia.
I really must have messed up in a past life to have this kind of damn karma.
“It isn’t like that, Oliver.” Wade stands and adjusts his Stetson. “I guess that means you’re healing. I’ll let you know if I havemore questions.” He stuffs his notebook into his pocket. “Fuck these hospital interviews,” he mutters as he leaves.
I’m so pissed I could spit nails.
The door barely closes before it’s pushed open again.
This time, it’s my beautiful wife coming in. I can feel my mood immediately lighten.
“So, that went well?” She squints one pretty blue eye at me, glancing towards the hall.
“He has nothing. Came in just to ask the same damn things.” I reach for her, beckoning her to the hospital bed.
Now that I’m not in the ICU, she’s been able to crawl in with me with a lot less hassle.
She snuggles into my side, still moving delicately around the gauze. “A little birdy told me that you’re getting discharged today.”
“That’s the best news I’ve heard in weeks. Brent’s holding things together, but it’s hard to run a business from a hospital room.” I try not to wince when I wrap my arm around her.
I’m looking forward to getting all these damn stitches out.
Shit, I am just generally being cranky today.
“I miss our home, being in it with you.” I let my voice soften and press my nose and lips against her lavender scented hair.
“Me too.” Her fingers wind with mine and her thumb rubs over my wedding band. “I’m worried Cade’s going to try again. I can’t lose you, Ollie.”
“I’ll be fine. I have too much scar tissue now for him to hurt me.” I try to laugh, but it still hurts.
“Dad offered that we could stay there at the ranch until you’re healthy?” She shifts to look up and fix me with those big blue eyes. “We could have my old room. Well, it’s all fixed back up now, thanks to you.”
It would certainly make things easier. Extra people to keep her safe while I recuperate.
“Yea, okay.” My jaw works knowing I’m a damn burden.
Her palm cups my cheek, almost like she knows what I’m thinking. “He’s trying to talk Sawyer into moving into one of the extra houses on the ranch until his is ready. I think Dad is rattled too.”
When I think about how close I came to losing Sophia, it makes me want to build us a fucking bunker and never leave.
I understand Mason’s thought process. He’s bringing everyone he cares for close enough to keep an eye on them.
It makes me grateful that there’s a network like that in place. If I had to leave Soph at home, alone, I’d be a fucking wreck every single time.
This way I know she’ll have people that love her keeping watch.
