Chapter 101

Dalton

"I can take your shift if you need me to." Wild reaches over, grabbing a chip from the basket in front of us, dipping it into the queso we all love.

"You have enough shit going on in your life, I can take my shift. I'll ask Denise to watch Walker," I argue, grabbing a chip of my own.

It's only been a few days since Mandy left, but it feels like a few months. I miss her, more than I did when she was at the house and I was at the clubhouse. Back then, I always knew I could go there and check on her if need be. Right now, she's fifty miles north, and I'm going out of my fucking mind, wondering if she's okay.

But this is part of the process that will, with any luck, make her better, and if it's going to bring her back to me, I'll deal with anything thrown my way.

"How's Walker doing?" he asks as our plates come to the table.

I lean back, admiring the smoking plate of fajitas in front of me. The two of us don't normally have lunch together, but when he asked, I accepted.