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“It’s Ethan,” he said, eyeing me.
“Come in,” she invited.
He opened the door but before he went inside, gave me a triumphant smile.
“Asshole,” I muttered and headed back downstairs to get my jacket and head back to the trailer, but the dining hall was unusually full.
I found Bridge sitting next to Jonah talking so I joined them.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“Emmett’s on the phone with the McAllen family a town over,” Jonah explained.
“Friends of the family or something?”
“Not really, but apparently something major happened. Pop Pop’s asked us to stick around for a minute.”
“Okay,” I said just as Emmett walked in.
He sat at the front of the table. “Well, that was Amos McAllen’s son. He’s flown into Yellow Creek. Amos was in an accident last week and they’ve had to amputate his leg.”
“Poor man,” Jonah said, shaking his head.
“He’s in pretty serious condition and his wife is suffering without him. As you know, calving season is in full swing and their ranch is small.” Lots of hands started nodding. “She relied on Amos for a lot.”
“I can go over and help them,” Jonah offered quickly, shocking me.
“I was hoping you would say as much,” Emmett said.
“Can we afford to lose Jonah?” I asked Bridge under my breath.
She shrugged. We were strapped for hands as it was. Jonah nudged my shoulder and I looked at him like he was crazy. The death look he gave me confirmed it.
I raised my hand like a fifth grader. “Uh, I can go too,” I volunteered.
“Thank you, Spencer,” Emmett said. “That’s about all we can spare, I believe.”
A few days away from Cricket might help clear your head a little too, I thought.
That night, I practically toppled into bed, tired all the way down to my bones by so many different things.
“You look pathetic, you know that, right?”
“Shup up, Piper,” I said, locking the villa door and heading toward the elevators.
I pressed the button for the bottom floor. She followed me when the doors opened.
“You look desperate to her and she’s probably lost all respect for you.”
“Shut up, Piper!”
She sighed and leaned against the glass in her satin gown. “I tried to tell you, Spencer. She’s not good for you. She’s nothing but trouble.”
“Piper, shut up, or I’ll shut you up.”
“And she’s going to take all your money,” she sang.
My blood burned in my veins and my hand found her throat and squeezed. “Shut. Up.”
