“Since you’re home now,” Tyson said, finally dragging his attention off Swift long enough to speak to me, “I can keep an eye on you.”
“Yeah?”Swift cut in before I could answer.His tone wasn’t aggressive.Not exactly.Just firm.“Are you able to be here with her twenty-four-seven?”
Tyson’s jaw shifted.
I already knew the answer.
He couldn’t.
He had work.A life.Responsibilities.
He couldn’t sit in my apartment around the clock like some giant, grumpy watchdog.
“When I’m not working,” Tyson said, “I can be here.”
Swift chuckled.That low, unimpressed sound did not help the temperature in the room.“That won’t be good enough.”
Tyson’s head snapped toward him.“And the reason why it’s not good enough is because of your club.You guys are the ones to blame for all of this.”
Swift nodded once.“Yeah,” he said.“We are.Which is why I’ll be the one to make sure she’s protected.You don’t need to worry about it.”
Oh, that was not the right thing to say to my brother.
Tyson’s shoulders went tight and his eyes sharpened.
And before the two of them could turn my kitchen into a testosterone convention, I jumped in.“I’ll be fine, Tyson.”
Tyson didn’t look convinced.
“I have vacation and sick time I can take,” he said.
I shook my head hard enough that my shoulder reminded me to stop doing that.“You are not going to use your vacation time to just sit in the apartment with me, Ty.I will be fine with Swift, and I should be back to work once I get the stitches out.”
Swift glanced at me.
Just once.
But I saw it.
He did not like that.At all.
Joke was going to be on him, though, because there was no way in hell I was sitting around for much longer.Another few days of this and I was going to start climbing the walls.
I needed purpose.
Movement.
Something.
“You’re not going back to work at the bar,” Tyson said flatly.
I rolled my eyes.“It’s really cute when you act like you can tell me what to do.”
“That place was torched and you were shot there, Britta.You really think you should be going back to work there?”Tyson demanded.
“It’s my job, Tyson, and Tempi needs me.So, yeah, I am going back to work there.”I took a sip of my latte.“The police are going to find the guy who shot me, and then this will be all over.”
Beside me, Swift shifted.
