Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
She sat straight up, putting his hand to her chest. “You scared the hell out of us. Don’t ever, ever get shot again. I swear I can’t handle it.”
Wyatt rolled over on the second bed that was in the room. He’d fallen asleep at some point, and now he rubbed his eyes and got to his feet. “Damn, man. When you want to cause some chaos, you can cause some chaos. I barely managed to get Sabrina out. Everyone panicked. The ones who took off out the back got caught by Elisa and Henry, and Nate and Cam picked up the ones who ran out the front.”
“And when did you lose track of her?” Sawyer asked, his voice a little gravelly. “I caused chaos so you could protect her.”
“She’s slippery,” Wyatt pointed out.
“If I hadn’t gone back for you, you would…” She couldn’t even say the words.
Sawyer’s hand squeezed hers. “Shh, Teach. I’m all right, and we’re not going to have to worry about Wayne Kemp again.”
“No, we won’t because I talked to Dennis,” Wyatt said. “He wants to testify, and he’s got proof. He was afraid for a long time, but he wants to come forward now.”
That was news to her. Maybe she had fallen asleep before him. “You called him.”
“He called me,” Wyatt explained. “Henry really did know where he was and had him moved. Apparently he also talked to him and convinced him the only way to be safe is to put Wayne behind bars for life. I know I’m going to testify. You should understand I might have to spend some time away.”
Sawyer groaned. “No, you won’t. Nate’ll make sure you get a deal in exchange for giving up the club.”
She would feel better when Wayne was safely behind bars. Forever. She held a hand out to Wyatt. “We’re not letting you go to jail. Neither one of us is great at cooking. If you leave, we’ll starve.”
“And I have a bar to rebuild,” Sawyer said with a chuckle that made him wince. “I can’t do it alone.”
“Somehow I think you’ll have plenty of help.” Sabrina held both their hands. “Sawyer, you know what I said…”
His dark eyes rolled. “You mean your lies so they didn’t immediately start beating me? Yeah, babe. I got that. But Wyatt needs to work on his bad dialogue. I only care about power? Who the fuck am I?”
Wyatt grinned, the expression lighting up her world. “I thought it was pretty good myself.” He sobered. “It was touch and go, but I stayed calm. I never want to do that again. Let’s be the most boring threesome this town has ever seen.”
Sawyer nodded. “I think boring sounds fine to me. I think I want to build the booths for the new bar. That’s the most excitement I want. I want to build something new, something for us and the town.”
She couldn’t think of anything better.
The door came open and her adoptive dad strode through, Cassidy behind him. She moved in and opened her arms.
“Come here, sweet girl,” Cass said, wrapping her arms around Sabrina. “We were so worried when we heard. I’m sorry this is the first chance we got to come in. It was our night watch out on the highway, and Mel is serious about keeping the lines of communication open.”
Her dad nodded, putting down the bag he’d been carrying. “It’s almost time for breeding season again. Got to keep a watch out. Now Sawyer, how are you feeling? We stopped by the house and brought you some snacks.”
Sawyer frowned. “Like chips? Or beets?”
Mel shrugged. “Why not both? Beet chips. They’ll keep you healthy, son.”
Sawyer sent her a look. Yeah, there probably wasn’t a lot of moving her dad. Beets were his love language. And alien hunting. Sawyer and Wyatt probably had some training in their futures.
The futures she would share with them.
“I think River is bringing us breakfast, but we’re happy to have some nice snacks, Dad,” she said, hugging him, too.
“Damn, did he already bring the beets?” Her sister strode in dressed in civies and carrying a couple of bags with her. “I thought you might get a day or two.”
Mel winked Elisa’s way. “You know aliens like to plant their seeds when a man is at his most vulnerable, daughter.”
Sawyer frowned. “I think I’ll take those beets now.”
Wyatt stood by his partner. “Yeah, I don’t want any seeds planted in me. I’ll eat the beet chips. Maybe they’ll go with the breakfast burritos River’s picking up.” He looked down at Sawyer. “I mean not for you, buddy. You’re on a hospital diet for a couple of days.”
“What?” Sawyer put a hand to his chest. “I should have killed your brother. What a fucking asshole.”
It did not surprise her he was more pissed off about the loss of breakfast burritos than nearly dying. She turned to her sister. “Hey. How are you this morning?”