She quickly did her business and flushed before walking over to the sink. Turning the water on, she soaped her hands before looking up into the mirror. The woman staring back at her wasn't someone she recognized. There was life in her eyes and redness in her cheeks.Back in North Carolina, it had been about doing anything she could to get ahead and stay ahead. Here, she realized, she was taking things easier. Even though she was working on the case, she was finding time, like now, to live. That was something she had been missing there. She knew the reason for that was Drew.Smiling to herself, she finished up and wiped her hands off before walking out and back towards the kitchen. As soon as she got there, she was met head-on with Tatum."So you knew my brother back when he was my age?" she asked as she loaded the fixings for s'mores into a basket."Tatum," Denise reprimanded. "I told you to leave her alone.""No." Charity shook her head. "It's okay. I did know your brother b
"We've got company."Drew heard the shouted words coming from Jagger and lifted himself up from where he'd been bent over a car checking the spark plugs. Those words hardly ever garnered a reaction in him, but today, his blood started pumping, his heart started pounding.Walking around from behind the hood, he saw two older model pickups pulling into the lot. He wasn't sure who he expected to step out of the driver's seat of one of them, but it sure as fuck wasn't Dixon McCall."Which one of you boys was over at my place the other day?" he asked as he spat out a stream of tobacco juice, standing tall as he faced off against the members of Heaven Hill.Drew and Dalton looked at each other, wondering how he'd found out, but neither one of them were scared."That was me." Drew stepped forward. Purposely he stood with his booted feet apart, lazily wiping his hands on a rag.Dixon tilted his head to the side, appearing to size him up before he strolled over to Drew. When he was
Drew had never been so scared in his life as he raced across town towards Charity's office. He thought about calling her, but then he was afraid she would leave on her own. Right now, he knew at least where she was, and there was help around the corner at the sheriff's office if she needed it.Racing down Louisville Road and blowing through a red light, he thought about all the things that could happen to her if he didn't make it there in time. He worried about what kind of man Dixon was and the things that he'd done to the people he'd supposedly cared about. Dixon didn't give a shit about Charity; she was expendable.Horns honked and people yelled at him as he sped through the streets, but he didn't care; he had one goal, and that was to get to her, get her out of her office, and make sure she came home with him. As he turned onto the quiet town square, he breathed a sigh of relief as he saw her car parked out in front of her building. Parking the bike, he took his helmet off and
Drew trusted that Remy knew these streets like the back of his hand. Having grown up inside the city and having worked at his sister-in-law's shop on the square, Drew knew Remy had more experience than the rest of them.He dared not look behind them or to the side to see who might be giving chase or taking a shot. As soon as he'd seen Charity's back window explode, he'd known they had to move, and they had to move fast.In a burst of speed, Remy took them around cars that were stopped at a light, and suddenly they were back on Louisville Road. This Drew could deal with. He knew how to get them to safety from here.* * *Charity gripped her steering wheel with knuckles that had turned white as she followed the path Remy cut through traffic for her. Not ever having been one who pushed the boundaries of speed, this made her nervous. She wasn't on the back of Drew's bike, and she could hear the wind rushing through her broken window.That was something else she didn't want to thi
"Was it Dixon?" Tyler asked as he sat down next to Liam. The two of them were sitting on the back deck at the clubhouse, trying to decompress. They'd heard the news secondhand, and neither one of them had been in any kind of position to help."Yeah." Liam took a drag off his cigarette, stretching his legs out in front of him. He grimaced when his knee popped. He tried to keep in shape, but after years of riding his bike and the physical altercations he'd been in with the club, time had started to take its toll. "Remy saw it all go down. He was leaving Harper's shop. Dixon's brother was across the street. Pretty ballsy if you ask me. It sent a clear message. One we can't ignore.""No, we can't ignore it. He did it knowing Drew was there, knowing that backup could have been around the corner. He's going to keep poking Drew until he can't poke anymore. That boy will explode at some point, and it's not going to be pretty." Tyler grabbed a cigarette out of his own pack and lit it. "Did
Drew didn't understand. Of course, she knew him. She'd seen the pictures of him on his rap sheet and she, at some point, had to have been given a picture of him so she'd know who to watch out for. "I know.""No," she sighed. "You don't. This is something very few people know." She couldn't be this close to him when she told him the sins of her mother, which she hoped didn't turn into the sins of her youth. Needing desperately to have space to herself and get her head together, she got disentangled herself from his arms and got out of the bed. Pacing helped her, it was what she did in a court room when she was trying to get her opening and closing arguments prepared in her head before speaking them."Then explain to me." Drew sat up in the bed but didn't try to move. He looked at her as if he were afraid she'd run.Don't let me run from you. Those were the words she'd just spoken to him, and she wanted desperately to flee."No," Drew commanded. "I can see it in your eyes. You st
"Part of it was you," she admitted. "There still is a huge part of me that wishes to God I hadn't left here when I did. I wonder where we would be. Would we be celebrating our tenth wedding anniversary? Would we have kids? What would you be doing? What would I be doing? I wonder that all the time.""I do too." Drew grabbed her hands and pulled her down to his level. "Back then I thought of it every day. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't see something in another couple that I had envisioned us doing. For the first few years, it killed me. Finally, I got to where I could function, but it never felt right.""It didn't," Charity agreed. "But I had to get away, not only for myself, but for you too. After biting Dixon, he came back, but this time he came when my mom wasn't there."She felt sick telling Drew the things that had happened, and she knew now, like she knew then, that she shouldn't be ashamed. She wasn't, but it was still hard to tell anyone what had happened tho
"You know none of that is ever going to change the way I feel about you, right?"He pulled her chin up with his fingers, forcing her eyes to meet his."I should know that, and part of me does, but there's another part of me that wonders what in the hell you let me keep coming back for. I mean, how many times do I have to leave you, how many times do I have to retreat into myself before you tell me that you're done? I keep waiting for it," she admitted."There aren't enough times, Char. You've been mine since the day we met. I knew you would be mine, no matter what."She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. "Show me," she begged.He flipped them so that he lay on top of her, his arms circling her head, fingers digging into her hair. He wanted to surround her; he wanted her to feel him in every part of her. Inside her body, breathe in his scent; he wanted to be inside her pores. To be a part of her that she carried with her everywhere she went so that she