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)
“You should leave,” Wyatt said, his eyes not quite meeting hers.
“I’m not leaving.” She set all her guns on the table closest to her. She got into Wyatt’s space, forcing him to look her in the eyes. “If you’re going to break my heart, you do it in person, and you better make me believe, Wyatt, because I’m not being left behind because you’re afraid of what your brother might do to me. You need to hear me. If you are doing this to protect me, don’t. I might decide your brother is between me and what I want, and I’ll find a way to go after him.”
“Sabrina.” Wyatt’s eyes had gone wide. “You can’t.”
“Watch me.” She went on her toes and brushed a kiss over his cheek. “Now go and make sure that asshole isn’t getting away.”
Wyatt turned and walked back toward the bathroom.
“Boss? Is everything okay?” Lark and Gil stood in the hall leading to the office. “I got scared and called the sheriff. I’m…”
“Don’t say you’re sorry.” Sabrina was absolutely the bossiest thing he’d ever seen. She walked right up to Lark and put a hand on her shoulder. “You did the right thing. I know Sawyer is reluctant to deal with the authorities because he thinks it makes him look hot being a bad boy, but there is certainly a time and a place to call the sheriff, and this is definitely one of those times.”
“I do not.” What the hell was she talking about?
She turned slightly to look back at him, her lips curling up. “Well, then you must be afraid of the sheriff.”
“I fucking am not.” Why were they discussing this? They had half dead bodies all around them and a world of hurt coming and she was poking him.
So fucking mean.
Wyatt got a kiss. He hadn’t gotten a kiss.
“Then it’s the other,” Sabrina said with a shrug as she moved closer to him. “The point being you’re not going to be mad at the young lady who made the reasonable choice to call in the sheriff.”
Who was here. Sheriff Wright strode in, his gun up and ready, followed by Elisa Leal, who matched his energy.
“Hey, sis, we’re all good,” Sabrina said like she was inviting her friends over for tea and not to clean up a bunch of bodies.
Wright’s gaze moved around the bar. “You do this damage, Sawyer?”
“He certainly did not,” Sabrina said primly. “Wyatt had a reasonable reaction to a gentleman insinuating I take cash for my favors, and then I took out those two with my personal stun gun, and Wyatt is dealing with the last one in the men’s room, I believe.”
The sheriff got on his radio. “Gemma, could you call EMS? We’re going to need Ty to look over some of these guys. Have Doc come out, too. One of these dude’s has what looks like an ostrich egg on his noggin, and apparently there was some electrical play going on.”
Sabrina’s sister looked her up and down, proving the Leal women handled a crisis with cool precision. “That’s not even your sluttiest outfit. You can look way more whorelike. The stun gun worked well, huh? This one is still twitching. I told you it was a good investment.”
“I didn’t get to use the bear spray, though.” Sabrina sounded deeply disappointed.
He was going to have to go through her bag since it seemed to be full of weapons.
But the best weapon she had was her sassy mouth because he was pretty sure at this point she could handle his shit. Probably better than any woman he’d ever met.
It was a temptation he might not be able to avoid.
Although she was going to get a full dose of him tonight, and it might be enough to send her running.
“Hey, how much trouble are we looking at?” Nate kept his voice down as Elisa started securing the prisoners.
He’d expected Nate to take him in, too, but the sheriff seemed to not need much of an explanation. There was also something about the way the man used the word “we” that eased some of Sawyer’s anxiety. “They didn’t get what they wanted, and Wyatt’s insulted them. His brother will react.”
“You okay?” Nate asked. “It had to be pretty rough for someone to call me out.”
“It was touch and go. Wyatt lost his shit when one of them put hands on Sabrina,” Sawyer admitted. It was odd, but he didn’t feel the desperate need to clam up around the sheriff. It was kind of nice to have him here.
“Is this why he stood her up tonight?” Nate asked, keeping his voice low. “He worried?”
“Beyond worried, but I don’t think Sabrina is going to take no for an answer,” he replied as the door opened and Wyatt drug the last of his brother’s men out by his collar.