Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Or my former job anyway.
I’d debated on whether or not to call Travis and ask him to help me, but he’d already told me his thoughts on Wolf. He’d told me that if I chose Wolf, I would have Wolf and not him to count on.
At the time, it’d been saddening, but it’d been Wolf. I knew Wolf.
Or at least I thought I did.
Now I wasn’t sure who he was or what I knew… except for one thing.
I needed to get the hell out of Texas.
I was thinking Alaska.
Or Seattle.
A horn honked outside, reminding me that I had less than ten minutes before my ride arrived.
“Shit,” I said, as I walked to the window.
Alison waved at me from out by the curb, and I took that as my chance to get the hell out of there.
Since I didn’t have a key, I locked the front door from the inside, walked through to the rear of the building and then pushed open the back door. I was leaving my dog in the building. Alison was sending someone over to get him and take him to Wolf’s house. It was his dog anyway.
My stuff was exactly where I left it, and I picked up the large beach bag I used for dirty laundry and tossed it over my shoulder.
Grabbing the rolling suitcase I’d purchased at Goodwill, I hurried to the side of the building and ran smack dab into a hard brick wall.
“Oomph,” I said, backing up to look at the man I’d walked into.
“Oh,” I said. “I’m sorry, are you okay?”
The man smiled, flashing me an exceptionally straight row of white teeth.
“Perfectly fine, darlin’,” he said, not waiting for me to respond. “Where’s Wolf?”
My lips twisted. “Wolf’s visiting a friend right now.”
“Okay,” he said, looking down at my bag. “You need help with that?”
The man’s dark black eyes seemed to sparkle the longer I stood there staring at him like an idiot, but I couldn’t make my mind work right.
The man, the handsome devil, was incredibly good looking.
He was tall with black hair, silky and shiny that any lady would’ve paid a fortune to get.
His mouth was lush and plump.
I smiled at him.
He was a handsome devil, I’d give him that.
He wasn’t Wolf, though.
Where this man was calm, Wolf was intense.
When I was around Wolf, I felt like I was revolving around a Wolf vortex. I was unable to do anything without first being sure of where Wolf was.
“No,” I finally answered. “I don’t need help. Excuse me.”
The man moved to the side and I walked in front of him out of the alley.
I wasn’t sure what it was about the man, but I instinctively knew he wouldn’t hurt me. He reminded me of someone. It was something about his eyes, so much like mine, that made me feel comfortable with giving him my back.
Sure, it was stupid.
A woman in a quickly darkening alley should be vigilant about men at her back, especially ones she met in said dark alley. However, I decided to run with my instincts, and let him follow me out.
I waved when I saw Alison, speeding my steps up before I lost my nerve.
She got out and opened up the back hatch of the Tahoe she was in and stared at me as I hauled my bags into the back.
“You sure about this?” Alison asked. “I’m going to get in so much trouble doing this for you.”
I smiled over at her.
“I’m thinking that husband of yours wouldn’t allow you to get in trouble,” I teased.
Her mouth thinned. “If I didn’t agree with why you’re doing this, I would say no. I don’t want to get involved, but the picture you painted last night was enough to give me nightmares.”
I agreed.
Last night, when I was explaining what I wanted, she refused. Vehemently. At first.
Then I told her about my life. About how no matter what happened, it always seemed that other people were taking care of me.
I hadn’t lied to her at all.
I’d told her about my parents. My life. How Wolf had found me when he’d gone in and saved his sister.
“Who was that?” Alison asked as I felt, more than saw, the man in the alley move away from our huddle.
“I don’t know,” I replied. “Someone that was in the back of the alley when I came out. Maybe he works next door.”
The door next to Griffin and Wolf’s was a body shop that’d just moved in, according to Wolf.
I’d seen quite a few men in and out of the building all afternoon while I waited for Alison to arrive.
I’d been amazed at how much Wolf knew about the men.
“They’re in my town,” he’d said. “How could I not know anything about them?”
Then a disturbing thought occurred to me.
Wolf and I had been in the same city as we grew up.