RenegadeI'm nervous this morning, even though Whitney has been banging around the house since she woke up. I think it's because she assumes this day will be like all her other birthdays. What she doesn't know is this is a game changer. I've gone to a lot of trouble to surprise her and make this day special. I hope like hell I've done enough.Two weeks before"I hope you don't mind," I tell the Trumbolt family. I've asked them to meet me for lunch when I know Whitney's made a trip to Birmingham. The last thing I need for her is come upon this meeting of the minds, so to speak, and figure out what the hell I'm doing for her."I know you all like to do a party for her, and it's kind of a tradition, but she told me she wants to go to the Alabama game her birthday weekend. I got lucky and got tickets," I show them the tickets to prove I really do have them. "But I don't want to step on anyone's toes.""She'll love it," Tank answers first. "She's always wanted to go to a game, but
Renegade"I'm still not sure about this," I pull the truck into the brick building, shutting it off as I look over at Whitney.She laughs and like always it grabs me by the heart. I love to hear her laugh. I love a lot of things about her, but her laugh is in the top three. "Why are you so scared? We'll get to see what she looks like."I shrug, running my hands over the steering wheel. "It freaks me out slightly. What if she looks like an alien? I don't know if I'm prepared for it.""Chances are she'll be born in the next month, Ryan. I have a feeling she's going to look now exactly like she will then. Don't you want to make sure she looks like a Stella before she becomes a Stella?"Whitney has a point. We don't want to stick her with a name that doesn't scream it's her name, but we can figure that out after she's born – right? "I guess."She gets out of the truck and comes over to the driver's side, opening the door. Pulling at me, she gets me out of the driver's seat and
WhitneyI hear Ryan come home through the back door, hear his keys hit the bar, and his shoes hit the spot next to the door where we keep them.I've been thinking about him the past few hours. I have no idea what it is, but he sent me a selfie at lunch with the sexiest smirk I've ever seen him wear. Since then I've been on edge, my nipples rubbing the inside of my bra almost made me come twice.People told me that once I hit the third trimester, I would want sex, but they didn't tell me how much. Today I feel like a horndog, and I'm almost mad that it took him an extra thirty minutes to get home tonight. Something about a call they had. I know it's crazy I would be upset about it, but I literally ache with the need to have him inside me."Whitney, you in the bedroom?" he yells as he makes his way down the hall way."Yeah," I answer as he enters the room, whistling as he sees me.I'm naked as the day I was born because I didn't want to waste any time getting clothes off my b
RenegadeI've had a cup of coffee and I could be on my second Monster of the day, but I'll neither confirm or deny that to anyone. I am tired as fuck."You okay over there?" Ace asks as we continue making our rounds through town. We drive back and forth, up and down a grid pattern, before we make our way out of the more populated edges of town. Once we're on what's considered a back road, Ace presses the accelerator, letting us speed up and down the hills, making me grab hold of my oh shit handle as we take a curve faster than we need to."Perfect.""Am I scaring you?" Ace asked, a grin in his voice as he straightens the car out when we hit another straight stretch."I'd like to live to see my child born, if that's what you're asking," I take a healthy drink of the Monster before setting it down again."Figured I'd wake up you. Why are you so tired anyway?" He looks over the console at me, genuine question and concern in his eyes.No way I'm going to tell him what I was d
WhitneyThe meeting is going well and we've just signed contracts with the happy couple and I've scanned them with my phone, sending them to Addison. "Please don't think the fact I'll have a newborn then will be a problem.""You've always been an amazing and fair business woman, Whitney, I have no doubt you will make it work as a mother."I can't help but smile, feeling excited and happy people still trust me. "I'm anxious to get started. I know we have a few months, but I'll probably have something for you to look at next week. I'm not one to wait until the last second and I'll keep you up to date."We stand, ready to end our meeting when a group of older men come in. "Ernie, turn the scanner on,"Oh good grief, something must be happening and they want to be nosey. One of the disadvantages of living in a small town. I turn to grab my bag, when another group of men come in, this one a little younger than the previous."Ernie is the scanner on? We just tried to come through
RenegadeI grip Whitney's hand as we drive silently to the hospital. I don't think I've ever had a more somber ride in my life. If this was under a different set of circumstances, I would make a joke about their mom sitting in the back of the police car. Today though, that joke isn't there. She's quietly crying into a napkin, her phone shaking as she texts her husband updates."Will he meet us there, Mona?" I finally find my voice, still shocked at how raw it sounds.She nods, tears spilling down her face. "He's gettin' someone to drive him. I think he's more shook up than he was letting on when I called him. He'll probably be about thirty minutes behind us, because they were out towards the gulf. Knowin' him though, he'll make them speed and pay for the ticket if they get pulled over."He's gonna be okay, right?" Whitney asks from beside me.I'm not sure who she's asking, not sure any of us truly know the answer to the question. It's a hard one. I saw him, saw how he was gas
WhitneyI walk beside this girl who I know because of a few conversations with my brother when he's feeling low. As soon as I saw her sitting there, I knew who she was."Trevor's told you about me?" She questions as we wait for the elevator.I nod, grinning as I wrap my arms around myself, rubbing my biceps. Now that we're away from the group of people, I'm cold. "Yeah, he doesn't talk about a lot, and he talks even less about the women he's interested in, but you he's told me about a couple of times. He cares a lot about you."I don't know if I should break his confidence. What if he doesn't make it out of this alive and she's stuck wondering what he thought of her. Given the fact I haven't been honest with Ryan, maybe I'm not the right person to ask."I care a lot about him," she affirms quietly. "It's just like we could never make it work.""Trevor's stubborn."She smiles. "So am I. Neither one of us wanted to be the person to give. Both of us wanted to take.""He ha
WhitneyThere are moments in life you don't expect. I've experienced quite a few in my life. Sleeping with Ryan, finding out that I'm pregnant, thinking Ryan was the officer killed only to find out it was Trevor and he was badly hurt. Most of the time you're unprepared for the emotions and the repercussions these moments bring to you. That's where I am right now. Sitting beside Ryan in the surgical waiting room, holding my breath to see what they say about my brother.In the corner sits my parents. Married almost forty years, and they've never had to sit at the hospital for either of us, or themselves before. In the opposite corner, Blaze sits next to her partner but both of them have vacant eyes as they stare unseeingly at the room of gathered people. Me? I sit here next to Ryan, my heart bursting.In the middle of this impossible situation, whether it be appropriate or not, I need to tell him how much he means to me. For once, I have to let go of the fear, and let the truth fly
CruiseFive Years Later"Molly's asleep." I press my wife up against the door to our bedroom, spreading open-mouth kisses along her neck as we grind against one another. Pulling back, I push my hands up her tank top, palming her breasts, moaning as I feel her nipples peak against her bra. "I paid Kelsea her stupid-ass babysitting fee, she's gone. We're alone." I can hear the annoyance in my voice. It's been an on-going argument between the two of us, how I'd watched her for free as a kid, and now she charges us.We've been out with friends and family, had a DD, and both of us have had a little too much to drink. Her with the margaritas she likes to indulge in with the ladies, and me with the whiskey Morgan and I were shooting straight with my dad."God, I want you." She rakes her nails across my neck, down my back, and fists my shirt in her hands.I want her too. Molly is three now, born within the first two years of us getting married, and we've finally got this parenting th
Ruby"Where are you taking me?" I watch as Caleb drives through the streets of downtown. This fall night is cool as rain falls from the sky. It's not sheets like the day he shot the armed man, but a steady drumming against the roof of the Jeep."You'll see." His deep voice has a secretive lilt to it, one that I've come to know well in the year we've been together. He's not great at keeping secrets, but when he does, they're the best kind.As he turns in front of The Café, I grin. No matter what's happened inside the building or in front of it, this is still one of our favorite places to go, to be. On any given night, we can walk inside and find any number of friends or family inside. It's darkish in there tonight, but I figure maybe the electricity is flickering because of the rain storm we're in. Earlier in the day, the school had lost power.He snags a parking spot near the door. "Don't touch the door, I'll come around for you. I don't want you get wet."Since the first nig
RubySeptemberBack when I bought this dress so many months ago, I had assumed I would wear it for Valentine's Day, but because of Caleb's schedule we were never able to make a special date work. He never did take me to that dinner, but we've had so many other special moments that I truly can't complain. Tonight, however, I'm thrilled to be wearing this dress to watch him get an award for bravery."You look absolutely gorgeous." He comes up behind me in the mirror as I'm applying a layer of lipstick."You don't look so bad yourself." I turn around in his arms, helping to straighten his dress uniform.I don't think Caleb has ever looked as hot as he does right now. There's something about him being so buttoned-up that I'm loving. "It's cutting off my circulation." He pulls at the fabric around his neck."You're fine." I slap his hands away. "Are you nervous?""Not really," he says with a shake of his head. "Nerves was playing for the college football championship. This is
RubyI'm lying on my couch, re-watching some TV show I've seen a million times, trying to figure out how to get through to Caleb when the doorbell rings. At first I ignore it, not wanting to disturb my brooding, but then I hear his voice."Red?" It's unsure and soft as he knocks on the door this time. "I know I don't deserve for you to let me in, but I'm asking you to. Please?"For a moment I think about ignoring him, I think about letting him sit out there and sweat. Give him the same type of reaction he's given me, but I realize quickly one of us has to be the bigger person. That person is me, because I know he's hurting and I know he's dealt with the situation he's been thrust into the best way he knows how.Opening the door, I stand there with my arms crossed. Until I see what he's carrying in his hands.The ugliest looking cupcakes I've ever seen in my life."I finally realized why he made them, even though they looked like shit," he gives me a slight smile. "It's the
Cruise"How'd you get in here?"My dad is waiting on me, probably ready to rip me a new one, just like Ruby did. I'm so not in the mood for it tonight."You don't need to know how I got in here." He gets up from where he's sitting on my couch. "Instead, what we need to do is talk about how we're going to get you to where you need to be.""What the fuck is that supposed to mean? This is me.""This isn't you, we both know that. I didn't raise you to be a fuck face. You haven't been answering my calls, your mom's, Kelsea's, or come to find out Ruby's, so let's talk about this Caleb. What the fuck is going on?""Nothing." I grind my teeth together, not wanting to do this with him."We've done this once before son, and we won't do it again. Do you remember when your friend died? Remember when you pushed everyone away? How'd that work out for you?""How does having a murderer for a son work out for you?" I fire back at him. "Because I'm on administrative leave for committing
RubyI'm sitting in my car watching Morgan and Caleb eat through The Café window. This is what I've been reduced to. It's been a week since the shooting, and so far, Caleb's refused to see me. I went to see him the other night, and it was a bad scene."What are you doing here?" Caleb opens his door, arms crossed over his chest. "I figured me not answering any of your calls let you know I'm not up to talking to anyone right now. Including you."Not gonna lie, this hurts. Seeing him like this hurts, hearing him talk to me the way he is hurts. But I won't give up on him. I promised Kelsea months ago that I would be here if he needed me, that I could handle whatever was thrown at me."You need me," I talk against the tightness in my throat."I need to be left the fuck alone. You. Mom. Dad. You all need to leave me the fuck alone.""We won't," I shake my head standing my ground. "We won't leave you alone to deal with this by yourself.""Fine, then if you won't leave, I will."
CruiseThe July sun is beating down on the pavement as I make my drive around the streets that make up Laurel Springs. It's been a boring day, for the most part, but I'm not stupid enough to think it'll last. Lately it's been slow and I've been feeling a lot like the other shoe might drop. This nagging feeling hasn't let go for the last week, but I know eventually either that shoe will drop or I'll get over it.Rain came through over an hour ago, but it did nothing to cool the day down. It's now a sauna outside. In certain parts there's actually steam coming up off the road. Behind the sun that's moved in, you can see more clouds behind. A dark hazy threat looming in the background, more storms are moving in. The stillness of the day threatens to break wide open when they do.Because of the heat that's been baking the ground and asphalt for days, most people are inside this afternoon, enjoying the air conditioning and not wanting to have heatstroke. Probably one of the reasons th
CruiseI love the smile on Kelsea's face, love even more that I'm the one who put it there. "You excited Kels?" I grin into the rearview as we make the drive to Birmingham."So excited, like I knew you knew him." She bounces in her seat. "But I didn't really know!"Him references my college roommate Slater Harlow, known by everyone who watches professional baseball as Savage. He's a formidable force on the baseball diamond, having the best season of his career. We're not as close as we once were, because life took us two totally different directions, but we still hang out every once in a while. Typically I like to keep the fact I know him from just about everyone, because I know he values his privacy. Now though? Kels is old enough to go to a major league game, and I'm doing my best to impress Ruby."I've known him a long time." I think back to our college days, how both of us had been so damn homesick. Him more than me, since I could at least head home on the weekend. Slater w
RubyIt's a hot summer day, as I walk onto the practice field. Since school let out in early June, I've been catching up on sleep, taking a summer class, and spending as much time with the man in my life as I can. Neither Mason nor Caleb are here today. Both are on duty, so another parent has offered to help the girls practice. Karina is sick with a summer cold and me? I'm here, not sure what the hell I've gotten myself into. Kelsea and I are spending the afternoon together, beginning with me picking her up. So we'll see how this goes."Ruby!" I hear as I shield my eyes and look out along the field. Kelsea is running toward me, her backpack bouncing as she runs."Hey Kels," I greet her, a real smile on my face. She and I haven't had a ton of time with one another, but as Caleb and I have gotten closer, the same has been true for the two of us. "You ready?" I wave to today's coach as she walks beside me."I am, it's hot out here." She pushes her hair back from her forehead.Ta