Denver stayed in his truck as well, his face torn.
We both knew that if we got out and they attacked, we really wouldn’t have any other choice but to use force.
And all of us were reluctant to do that.
Denver rolled down his window and called, “I gave Boone a call on the way here. He should be here any minute.”
I looked inside the fencing and saw Constance standing there with her arms crossed tightly over her chest, glaring.
I waved.
She flipped me off.
I threw my head back and laughed, unable to stop myself.
When I finally got myself under control, it was to find her glaring harder at me.
I blew her a kiss through the front windshield, and she snapped her teeth at me.
I was getting ready to blow her another one when Boone arrived to save the day.
He got his tranq gun out and popped both of the dogs.
They were silent moments later, resting peacefully right outside the gate that was keeping Constance safe.
I got out of the truck and walked up to the dog, nudging it with my boot to make sure that it was actually down and not just faking because it wanted to draw us closer to attack. The dog didn’t move.
Thank goodness.
I glanced up, right into the angry eyes of my girl.
My girl.
Those two words sounded so damn right.
“Good morning, Coco.”
She bared her teeth at me. “What part of this morning is good?”
She looked rough.
Her hair was all over the place, half up in a ponytail, half falling out at her nape and beside her ears. She was wearing a ratty sweatshirt that looked like it’d been through a war. Leggings that had a hole in both thighs. Socks that came way up to her knees, probably covering more holes.
Then there were the earmuffs that were too small for her, but she was wearing anyway.
God, she was beautiful.
I grinned. “I mean, it can’t be bad. Your knight in shining armor showed up to save the day.”
The tease slipped out of me so easily that I was a little bit surprised.
As were the men behind me.
“He said more than four words.”
Thumper.
“That smile on his face is creeping me out.”
