Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78799 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“I love you too.” I bury my face in her short dark hair and for a moment forget about everything else.
“It’s all going to be okay,” she says, rubbing my back. “I just want to know what happened. Tell me who it was that tried to hurt us.”
“Who tried to hurt you?” X steps forward, his fists clenched.
I look over Collins’s shoulder at him and raise an eyebrow. “You mean besides you?”
He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms. “It’s time we all got the truth, brother.”
CHAPTER ELEVEN
COLLINS
I grab Kade’s hand as he puts me on my feet and I tug him back toward the infirmary. As much as I want to know what’s going on, I have to be sure he’s okay and there’s a small cut above his eye. We’ve waited this long, so a few more minutes won't kill anyone. At least I don’t think they will.
“Where are we going?” he asks as his hand tightens in mine but he doesn’t stop me from leading the way.
“I wasn’t done with him!”
I turn around and point my finger at X, who stops walking. “You shut your mouth!” I snap at him and his mouth falls open in shock. I’m not one to snap at people but seeing Kade fighting even if it was just with his brothers has me on edge.
“I wish I had my phone.” Vaughn makes like he’s looking for it in his pockets. “I want a picture of X’s face right now.”
I roll my eyes. “All of you knock it off.”
“Got nothing smartass to say?” Berkley raises an eyebrow at Vaughn.
I continue toward the infirmary because I have a feeling that the six of us could go around and round taking jabs at each other but we can do that after I check over my husband.
“I’m fine,” Kade tells me, and before I know what’s happening I’m swept up into his arms.
“Put me down.” I try and wiggle free because he has to be hurt. He and his brothers didn’t look like they held back when they went head to head.
“I’m still going with you, love, I just want to carry you. I worry you’ll pass out.” I know he’s not using it as an excuse because I can hear the concern in his voice.
“I’m fine.” That passing out crap was weird and unpredictable, but now that I remember everything I’m hoping it doesn’t happen anymore. Unless whatever Kade hasn’t told me yet sends me over the edge.
“Lula, tell him I can walk.” I peek over Kade’s shoulder to see that everyone is following us. She is giving X a death glare and he actually looks sheepish for once.
“I don’t think it matters what I tell him. These Warsaw men do what they want.” I feel like her comment is directed at X more than anyone, but she’s right.
I can’t complain about it because it’s one of the things I love most about Kade. He goes for what he wants and holds nothing back. He’s given me his all and I know there’s no telling him no. He would’ve shown up to my place every day until I agreed to go out on a date with him. Not that I ever planned not to, but I remember how good it felt to be wanted so badly. After my crappy interview and missing my sister, it was the first time in a long time that I was happy. Every second I was with him felt like paradise. I didn't know how lonely I’d become until he was there filling up all these empty places inside me that I didn't know were there.
I have a feeling it’s why my mind was hiding things from me. I was scared I’d remember something about Kade that could take him away from me and I didn’t want that. I was living in the moment and my brain was trying to protect me. That’s the only thing I can think of because I know whatever is going on that Kade hasn't told me isn't something that is going to send me running. If anything, I’m going to cling to him harder because if my giant husband is worried about something, then I have a feeling it’s going to scare the crap out of me.
“We should have just made her ask him what the fuck was going on. He does whatever she wants,” I hear X say from behind me.
“Oh, it’s so horrible for a husband to do what the woman he loves asks?” Lula lets out a disgusted huff.
I glance over my shoulder and X looks like someone struck him, and I’m not talking about the marks that already litter his face from wrestling around with his brothers. His jaw hardens and I wait for him to say something back to Lula but he doesn't. She moves over to a cabinet, grabbing a kit for me without me having to ask her.