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)
Max looked at his twin. “Rach found out the woman she loves above all others got dumped by the new guy via text, but only after she spent the weekend riding him like a horse she was training.”
Rye’s eyes widened. “I can handle the kids.”
He ran.
“Wyatt better like the food at Hell on Wheels.” Callie joined Rachel and Nell, their solidarity clear. “Because he is never coming here again.”
“Stop.” The last thing she wanted was a scene. Though it was nice to know there were people who cared. “This is nothing for anyone to worry about. I’m fine. I thought we had made a connection, but it appears it was one sided. There’s no need to blackball the poor man. It simply didn’t work out, so I’ll move on.”
“In a car that rolls over his body.” Gemma advised.
“I can drive it,” Rachel offered.
“I don’t believe we should violently assault the man.” Nell was looking at her like she was a baby deer with a broken leg and Nell was going to nurse her. “We should merely show our distaste with his actions by singing outside his house for a period of no less than twenty-four hours and perhaps bombarding him with texts about inappropriate things. It might teach him what texting is for.”
“Everyone stop,” Alexei said with a shake of his head. “This makes no sense. Look, I am not allowed to talk about certain things.”
“Because Wyatt’s his patient.” Doc said, finally joining the conversation. Amelia had grabbed the spoon.
“Caleb,” Alexei admonished.
“Well, everyone knows, and I’m not his therapist. I’m the guy who sits behind him at Stella’s for breakfast who has to listen to him drone on and on about how he wants to be good enough to date someone like Sabrina Leal.” Caleb took a spoon to the face without missing a beat. When Amelia laughed at her own antics, Caleb stuffed a piece of banana in her mouth. “What Alexei can’t say is there has to be some other reason for the aforementioned emotional change in Wyatt because that man is into you. He’s crazy about you, and it would be out of character for him to hurt someone like this.”
“I would not be able to be saying these things because of patient privacy,” Alexei said with a frown.
“But it’s accurate?” Holly asked.
Alexei nodded. “I will be calling him tomorrow. Something is wrong.”
They weren’t listening to her. “He changed his mind. He liked the idea of me, but then he actually spent time with me and he doesn’t like me. I guess he said all the stuff about us dating to make sure I didn’t cause a fuss when I left. He also might be a little intimidated by Mel.”
“He should be intimidated by me,” Rachel said, an unholy gleam in her eyes.
“He should be intimininadated by me, too, Momma.” At some point Paige had joined them. She stood there in her pink jumper, hands in fists on her hips. She was Rachel’s mini-me, and she had her momma’s rage down pat. “Ms. Leal is the best teacher, and no one should hurt her. I will kick him in the shins. No one treats my teacher bad.”
“Badly.” She was still a teacher, after all. “It’s no one treats my teacher badly, Paige.”
“His leg’s going to feel badly when I kick it.” Sometimes Paige didn’t want a lesson.
“You are not kicking anyone,” Max said with a huff.
“Aunt Nell, Daddy is patriarching me,” Paige proclaimed.
“Huh. I wonder if it has anything to do with Hell on Wheels getting robbed,” Gemma mused.
“What?” Someone had obviously buried the lead. Sabrina turned to Gemma. “What do you mean someone robbed Hell on Wheels? No one told me.”
“Well, I didn’t think I should. We’re not terrifically close, and I kind of thought the guys would tell you. Or your sister, though now that I think about it, she wasn’t on duty when we got called out there,” Gemma admitted.
Sabrina didn’t care about why she hadn’t known. She did however have some questions. “What happened? Is everyone okay?”
Gemma waved the concern off. “Everyone’s fine. Someone broke in while the storm was going, and we’re pretty sure it was a group of bikers making a mess. I tracked them via traffic cams. Though we should call it something else because it’s not like we get traffic out here. We should call them road cams.”
Bikers? “Like his family? Gemma, this is important. Could it have been his brother?”
Now all eyes were on Gemma, and she seemed to realize she was the center of attention and wasn’t sure she liked it. “Uh, I don’t think so. He didn’t say anything if it was. You know the Horde is based in Colorado Springs. It’s hours from here. I doubt they would drive all that way to steal a couple hundred bucks and some cheap liquor.”