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I love you more than you know.

What?

She left me?

She loves me but she still left me?

How in the hell does that make any sense?

Dropping the note back onto the island, I grab her phone and tap on the screen. A photo of DJ and me is set as her wallpaper and I stare at it for a second before shaking my head. No. This doesn’t make any damn sense.

Why in the hell would she leave me?

Why would she agree to marry me and then just run off?

Fuck.

Maybe I jumped the gun.

Maybe I wanted too much, too soon, and after having time to think it all over, she freaked.

But why wouldn’t she tell me?

And would she really leave her son behind, too?

Setting her phone back down on the counter, I turn to look at DJ and memories of the past five days flicker through my mind. Not once did I get any hint or indication that she was unhappy or panicking so I can’t bring myself to believe that she chose to leave us. It just doesn’t make sense. There were a few moments where I saw that fear in her eyes but that’s understandable with everything going on. Dominic King is still out there and he’s still a threat to her. That fact alone is enough to get me moving. No matter what happens between her and I, I still promised to protect her and keep her safe from that monster so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

Glancing down at my phone, I dial Storm’s number. As it rings in my ear, I tug my hand through my hair and resume my pacing as my heart races. The more my mind spins, the less and less sense all this makes. Izzy wouldn’t leave me, I know it as surely as I know my own fucking name so then, where is she?

“What?” Storm growls and I release a breath as I stop in the middle of the living room.

“Izzy’s gone.”

He sucks in a breath. “What? When?”

“Fifteen minutes ago, maybe,” I say, my hand shaking as I sink into the couch and drop my head into my palm. “Joe called me to say that she left in my truck and I found a note on the counter.”

“She left you?” he hisses and I shake my head. I don’t know how I know but I’m certain that there is something else going on.

“No. She wouldn’t do that.”

He’s quiet for a moment and I’m sure he’s probably feeling sorry for me, thinking I’m a poor, miserable bastard who can’t accept the truth but I know Izzy better than anyone. She didn’t leave me, not after she finally admitted her love for me and said she was mine. Not after she agreed to marry me. Finally, he sighs.

“All right, listen… I’m going to send Ali and Carly over to watch your kid and you head to the clubhouse. We’ll meet there and talk.”

I nod. “Okay.”

“Oh,” he adds. “And bring the note with you.”

“Sure,” I answer, nodding again. After we hang up, I rush back into the bedroom and throw clothes on as quickly as I can. By the time I walk back into the living room, Carly and Ali are knocking at my door in their pajamas.

“Hey,” Ali says, walking in and wrapping her arms around me as she shakes her head. “She wouldn’t leave you, no matter what Logan thinks. She loves you and she’s happier than I’ve ever seen her.”

I nod, fighting past the lump in my throat. “I know.”

“Good.”

Carly lays a hand on my arm. “Go find her, Smoke. We’ve got things covered here.”