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“Davis!”
The panic in her voice has the dark shadows inside me snarling.
I sprint toward her, smashing my way through the crowd, until I’m in front of her. I cover her with my body. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
She wraps her arms around my waist, pressing her front to my back. “What about your brothers?” she shouts above the din.
I give a last glance at Charlie slinging Ruby over his shoulder, and Ford cackling like a damn maniac. “They started it, they can finish it.”
Holding her close, I shove our way through the crowd. We’re almost to the door when Dakota is tugged to a stop. With a growl, I whip around. Some drunken idiot has Dakota’s wrist and is trying to tug her back into the fray.
Bad mistake.
A snarl rises in my throat and I have my hand on the guy’s neck so fast he barely has time to squeak out a protest. “Drop her arm or lose yours.”
He does.
I pull Dakota to the side of the bar, skirting the wall, and finally throw open the front door. I get her in my truck and then we’re whipping out of the gravel parking lot.
There’s a long silence and then—
Dakota laughs, long and loud. Her silvery peals of laughter ring out as she holds her belly.
“Well, that escalated quickly,” she breathes.
My knuckles are white on the steering wheel. Looking her way, I quickly scan her for injury. “That could have been bad, Koty. Christ.”
“I know. But it wasn’t.”
I stare out the window, jaw locked. The trust she gives me. I don’t deserve it.
“Check it out,” she says and unveils a golden bottle of whiskey. “Nabbed it on the way out. Like a true local.”
I chuckle. “Bootlegger babe.”
“Just like my daddy.” Her eyes scan the dark road. “Where are we going?”
“Home,” I grit out. I want to speed back to the ranch, but there’s precious cargo beside me, so I force myself to drive slowly.
“I don’t want to go home. Not yet. Not tonight.” The warm hand on my thigh stops me from turning left. Dakota leans back against the seat, her eyes glowing and heavy-lidded. Voice husky, she says, “Take me to Eden.”
I jerk, her words like a fire.
Eden. Our spot. The cabin in the woods where it all began.
I eye her belly. “It’s late.”
She rolls her head across the seat. The sly grin that illuminates her face has my dick jerking to attention. “Best time to do some damage, Hotshot.”
I grin. Gun it. “Hang on, Cupcake.”
“Faster, Davis.” She sticks her arm out the window. The wind whips her hair like a raven’s wing, slicing the night sky. “Faster.”
White moonlight. The rush of the wind. Woods and farmland for miles around.
Davis and I sit on the tailgate of his truck. It feels like we’re the only two people in the world. I stare at the tiny cabin where Davis and I would meet six years ago. Frantic, fumbling, starved for each other.
I point at a bright orange stake in the ground. More are scattered back in the trees. “What’re are those?”
