Page 114 of Rope the Moon


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We’ve flirted, traded trust, confessed secrets. I’ve already said more than I should have with Dakota’s interrogations. But the woman’s a beautiful addiction. A vice.

There’s no more hiding us. After tonight, the entire town knows she’s mine and mine alone.

I meant what I said too.

I’m not wasting another minute. I wasted the last six years. It’s a miracle she’s back in my life.

I won’t lose her again.

I scan my eyes around the arcade, check the time on my watch. The bright dings and pings of the pinball machine don’t compute with the darkness clouding my head.

Something’s wrong.

She’s been gone too long. Fuck. It’s my job to stay close. What if she slipped out? What if he got to her?

My fingers tighten around my beer bottle.

Get it together, Montgomery. Her ex didn’t shimmy down the drainpipe and crawl in through the window.

What if he did, though?

Fuck it.

Dakota can call me overprotective all she wants, but I won’t apologize for keeping her safe.

Hand on my holster, I slip off the stool.

I’m halfway across the floor when my phone vibrates.

The tracker.

Fuck.

Heart in my throat, I bolt across the arcade toward the bathroom.

I slam into the women’s restroom, scanning the space. Only one stall door is closed.

I step up, muscles coiled with tension. “Cupcake, you okay? You in here?”

The toilet flushes, and her hollow voice sounds from the stall. “Davis.”

The edge in her voice sends all my senses snapping into high alert. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

“Everything,” she whispers breathlessly. “I’m bleeding.”

The air’s sucked from my lungs. “What?”

The baby.The thought’s a rock in my throat.

The stall door opens, and Dakota, pale and trembling, emerges. She squeezes her eyes shut, sliding one hand down to cup her belly. “I’m having a miscarriage. I know it.”

My chest goes cold as fear bubbles up inside of me.

“Don’t say that,” I tell her.

She stares at me with pleading eyes, shimmering with heartache. “What do we do?”

On instinct, I pick her up in my arms and fight the urge to panic as I rush her to my truck.

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