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She peered at me. “Have you cried over Knox?”
“Not since the night we got drunk and went to jail,” I admitted.
“Hmm.”
“Thoughts on that?”
“Not sure yet. Though you seem oddly calm about the whole thing.”
“My family knows,” I said. “That was a fun conversation. It was a group project. All my brothers on speaker phone with my parents. You know, the works.”
“Do they know why you left Knox?”
“I told them he cheated on me. Dad got the call from the wedding hall about the deposit refund. That’s what started the avalanche of texts and phone calls.”
“And Harlan’s whereabouts?” she asked with a knowing grin about my hot-headed brother. “Is he still in Idaho, or is he hunting the streets of Las Vegas for your ex?”
“I hope he doesn’t go to Vegas. But it’s Harlan, so who knows.” I snorted. “They were all going to fly down and pack up my stuff and move me home. Mom was making up my old room. They were kind of shocked when I told them I was already on my way to Waco.”
The front door popped open and Smoke appeared with a box in his arms. He set the box on the ground and then looked around. “Awful small.”
“Yep,” Tavy agreed.
“Not big enough for the both of you,” he stated.
“We could get bunk beds,” Tavy suggested.
“Pass,” I remarked. “I’ll find my own place. It’ll be fine.”
“She can stay in the clubhouse for a few days. Can’t she?” Tavy asked, looking at Smoke.
“Sure. Are you going to come down and help us unload the truck?”
“Hmm, I think I’m better suited to going grocery shopping so I can fill my fridge.”
He shook his head and smiled. “It’s okay. I brought young brawn to unload the truck anyway. You can trust them.”
“Perfect. That means I don’t have to do manual labor. I’ll give you two a ride to the clubhouse before I hit the grocery store,” Tavy said.
My phone vibrated in my purse and I quickly fished it out. I opened the screen to check the text.
It was sent from Knox’s email address.
KNOX
Baby, please come home. I miss you. We can work this out.
With a sneer, I punched a few buttons and blocked his email address. The snake was going to contact me using any means necessary.
“Everything okay?” Tavy asked.
Smoke’s attention was locked on me, his gaze intense.
I forced a smile and shoved my phone back into my purse. “Everything’s fine.”
We left the prospects to unload the truck and Tavy drove Smoke and me to the clubhouse.
She dropped us off and then immediately turned around to leave. My stomach rumbled as I tromped up the porch steps.
