Addie breathed in his scent and let the feel of his arms around her chase away the fear. Well, some of it. Her heart was still pounding, and she was still trembling.
But now she was able to think, and she leaned back, glancing up into Cash’s face.
“Cash? You’re here?”
“I am. Are you all right? You’re shaking. What’s going on? Why were you running?”
“Why are you here?” she asked, repeating Monroe’s words. She ignored all of his questions. She needed to know what he was doing here.
“I came for you, baby. I’m here to get you.”
50
Cash couldn’t believe it. He had Addie back in his arms.
Where she belonged.
Only, why had the two of them been racing along the street like the devil was after them? Why had she fought him? She hadn’t even realized it was him for a start.
“What’s wrong?” he demanded. “What’s going on? Why were the two of you running down the street like that?”
“Oh, my God, the man in the house,” Monroe cried. “We forgot about the man in the house.”
“There’s a man in your house?” Ralen asked, a strange look coming over his face.
“It’s Limpy,” Addie cried, her voice cracking.
Anger filled him.
Limpy, Vextar’s accomplice, was in their house? He was going to fucking kill that bastard.
Cash glanced over at Ralen, “Keep the girls safe.” And then he took off, ignoring the yells behind him. Nobody touched his girl and got away with it.
What the fuck did this bastard think he was doing?
Running into the house, he spotted a guy attempting to get to his feet in the hallway. He was ashen and rumpled.
Limpy spotted Cash and his eyes widened. He attempted to step back, then he turned and started to run.
But Cash had always been fast. He tackled him easily, slamming him to the floor, then spinning him over.
“Who the fuck are you?” Cash roared. Standing, he grabbed the other guy and then slammed him into the wall. “Well? Who are you? And what do you think you’re doing in my girl’s house?”
“I didn’t do nothing to her,” the guy whined. “I didn’t do nothing. I was just lost. I was just looking for someone. They attacked me! They kicked me in the balls!”
“Looking for someone? Do you always attack people you’re looking for?” Monroe stormed into the house followed by Ralen and Addie.
Had he not told Ralen to keep the girls safe? That meant keeping them away from this asshole. Not that he was going near either of them ever again.
“You attacked us, you broke into our place, and pushed me up against the wall. Then you shoved Addie to the ground, and you had a knife. Where’s the knife?” Monroe demanded.
He had a fucking knife, and he’d pulled it on Addie? He’d shoved her? Put his hands on her?
Rage filled Cash, blocking out everything else.
Dead. This asshole was dead.
He wrapped his hands around the other man’s throat and slowly increased the pressure.
