Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 50705 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50705 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 254(@200wpm)___ 203(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
“Wait. Kentucky?” Breaker butts in.
“Your MC jacket had the name of your club, Savage Brothers and the state. Does that sound familiar?”
“Not really,” he says. I don’t know if I feel disappointment or relief. God, I need to get a handle on my wayward emotions.
“Jeff, this is ridiculous,” I huff, feeling Breaker’s eyes on me.
“All due respect, ma’am, but despite the year, this is still a small town with busybodies. It’d be best for your reputation.”
“I survived hell with my first husband. I couldn’t care less about a town full of gossips that have nothing better to do with their time than make crap up, Jeff.”
He nods, but I can tell he’s not in agreement. “That may be so, but your daughter is in school. Kids hear what their parents say and spread that around.”
I huff out an annoyed breath. In all honesty, I didn’t think of it like that. I don’t want Tinny to hear something that might hurt her. I sure don’t want the other kids talking about me and upsetting her.
“I’ll take some clean towels, sheets, and things out there after I close up shop today, then,” I mutter, not happy.
“There’s no need. I can do it and clean it up. Just point me in the direction of the nearest linen closet—”
“I’ll take you there now,” I respond. “Breaker, we’ll talk as soon as I get this settled.”
“If it’s all the same to you, I’ll follow. It will save you time, and I can check out where I’ll be moving to.”
“You won’t be going there yet. I’m not convinced it would be safe,” I warn him. I hope he can’t hear the panic in my voice. I don’t like the idea of Breaker moving out. I can’t even tell you why. I’m sure he’d be fine. Something just tells me it’s better if he’s here in the house. Maybe I’m just worried that the Feral Kings crew will see him outside and recognize him.
“Okay, Doc.”
I let out a noise of annoyance as I walk down the hall. Breaker is behind me and Jeff is following behind at a good distance. “I told you not to call me that. My name is Indy.”
“What is your full name?” he asks, surprising me.
“Why?”
“Why?” he parrots.
“Yes, why do you want to know?”
He gives me a lopsided grin that somehow engages the lines on his eyes to make his face seem almost sweet—definitely still sexy, but gentle and sweet at the same time. It’s a deadly combination. “I just don’t think Indy suits you,” he says with a shrug.
“Well, I’d tell you my full name, but it’s highly classified, so telling you would result in your death. I worked too hard keeping you alive to let that happen.”
I’ve been looking at him over my shoulder, but I turn back around with that quip, opening the door to the linen cabinet which is built into the wall. My hands freeze as his laughter rings out, surrounding me. It hits me in my center, warming my whole body. I have to will my damn legs not to wobble. I haven’t reacted to a man in years. I thought my ex-husband had taught me that men weren’t worth the trouble. Why my body chooses to betray me now, I don’t know. I can’t allow it to happen. Nothing good can come from me being attracted to Breaker. He doesn’t even know who he is. He didn’t have a wedding ring or even the tan line of wearing one. That doesn’t mean anything, though. He could have a woman at home worried to death about him. Heck, he could have kids waiting on him. He’s so good around Tinny, that’d make sense.
No, I need to stay away from him.
I pull out two sets of sheets that will fit the bunks in the ranch house quarters. I turn, expecting to put them in Jeff’s arms. Instead, it’s Breaker. “Are you sure you can carry these?”
“I’ve been going around without my crutches since after breakfast. Just using this cane that Jeff found for me. I think I’ll be fine.”
“You’re pushing too soon,” I warn him.
“I promise to slack up if I begin having problems,” he compromises.
“Jeff?”
“Yeah?”
“Grab some towels and things out of the bathroom closet. I’ll bring extra after work tonight.”
“Sure thing,” he says, already walking toward the bathroom.
“I would still like you to eat dinner with us. Tinny likes it.”
“Okay, but I’ll grab supplies in town and see to myself any other time.”
I frown. I’m from the South. We take care of our guests. I don’t like it, but I’m not going to fight him on it either. Cooper already explained that Jeff is having trouble putting his past behind him and isn’t very social. I may not know a lot, but I know how it feels to try to forget the pain you left in the rearview mirror. Jeff definitely is trying to do that. I recognize it because I did the same.