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Sounds like a fucking picnic.
“I’m there. Send the details.” I wipe my mouth with my napkin. “When does your shift end?” I ask.
“Midnight. It’s been a pretty slow night.” He drops his fork onto his plate after his last bite.
I fish out my wallet when his phone rings.
“Tills, what’s up?” He answers.
I still, flicking my eyes up to his.
His brows pull together and he asks. “Are you hurt?”
My heart rate picks up.
After a few minutes he ends the call with “I’ll be there in ten.”
He pushes to stand.
“What’s going on?” I ask.
“It’s Tilly. She’s stuck on the side of the road. She almost hit a deer. Car’s in the ditch.” He scrubs a hand down his face.
I pull out some cash and drop it on the table. “Need any help?”
“No man, I got it.” He waves me off.
He wasn’t three steps from the table when his walkie talkie crackled.
Unit, please respond to 700 Moss Ct. disturbance reported.
“Shit,” he hisses as he silences it.
He turns to face me, and I already know. I’ve been doing it for years.
“I’ll take care of her.” I nod.
He slaps a hand on my shoulder and nods back. “Thanks, Grey. I owe you.”
Chapter 13
Tilly
I narrow my eyes into slits as Greyson rushes towards me. His mouth is moving, I can tell from the glow of his headlights, but he’s too far away and it’s too dark for me to read his lips.
I haven’t answered him, and without hesitation, he comes to a stop in front of me, reaching out, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. His finger gently traces the shell, the gesture like it’s second nature.
My ass may be frozen numb at this point, but heat radiates through my cold limbs at the one simple touch.
His hands lift as he signs. You ok?
I nod. Signing back, yeah. Then I tap my front pocket. Hearing aids died.
I shiver again and he immediately yanks his hoodie over his head, giving me a glimpse of a perfect V that leads to one of the only parts of him I haven’t seen.
His hands are full, so I move my eyes to his lips.
“Lift,” he commands.
