We fall together, his body twisting as we land on the punishing ground. His weight is crushing as I feel his heartbeat against my chest, pumping wildly. His hand cradles the back of my head, pressing me into his shoulder as hot, white light explodes behind my eyes.
The last thing I feel is him.
His breath against my ear, grip tightening as if he refuses to let go…
As the world fades.
The Bay Buzz
Facebook Page
Hometown News:Fourth of July Chaos Leaves Reality Star Dead and Local Hero Injured.
Joe Whitley:Thank the good Lord you’re alright Riggsby.
Molly Stevens:This is tragic!
Betty Jones:Such terrible events!
Jody Reeves:Prayers
Edna Reames: Crazy! How did he find her?
Levi Welles:@Ednareames Maybe from all you people gossiping and posting about her every other day.
Abby Pierce:Thank you @Silobaypolicedepartment and @Marshallcountysherriff for a job well done in bringing Wren home safe.
Jocelyn Reames:@Abbypierce You call Jett getting shot a job well done.
Edna Reames:@Leviwelles How dare you blame me for her issues!
Levi Welles:@Ednareames I’m not blaming you, only saying how toxic this page is and how gossip hurts people’s lives.
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Heath Pierce:@Jocelynreames Quit trying to suck Jett’s dick. He would’ve stepped in front of a million bullets to bring his woman home. Maybe you should take @Leviwelles advice and put the gossip to rest…and your infatuation with Jett. He’s clearly not interested in you.
Julia Adams:So glad you’re safe, Wren. Sending you good vibes for a speedy recovery Jett!! Drinks on me next time you’re in!
Admins:@Heathpierce You’ll be muted for 7 days. You’ve been warned many times
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Chapter 45
Jett
“Wouldyouquitfussing?”
I grumble as Wren adjusts my pillow for the fiftieth time since we rolled out of bed an hour ago. I’m stretched on my couch, shoulder aching in a dull, annoying way. The sling strap irritates the back of my neck, but I need it, even though I hate wearing it.
As much as I love having her around, I’m itching to get the hell out of this house. I feel like an animal held in captivity, and I’m ready to break free.
“I don’t know what else to do,” she mutters with a sigh, fluffing the pillow behind my back.
I reach out, gently grabbing her wrist as I tug her toward me. She lands across my lap with a soft thud.
“Baby, I was shot in the shoulder. I’m fine. See?” I wiggle my fingers on my left hand. Her face softens as she stares at the black sling holding my arm.
