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“Me too,” I agreed.Good riddance.
“Let’s go home,” Garrett said.
I nodded. “Do you know how the fire started?”
We walked with our arms wrapped around each other’s waists.
“It was already on fire when I got here.”
I dug my fingers into his side. “What were you doing here anyway?”
Errand?I’d say coming to this house was a little more than an errand.
“To talk to your father and end this crap once and for all.”
My chest cracked. This brave and beautiful man had been ready to face the beast head-on. For me.
He motioned toward what was left of the house. “Guess someone else had other plans.”
Perhaps Father finally met his match.
Chapter Forty-Two
Cal
“We’ll take the couch.”
I flicked my chin toward the sofa as I spoke quietly to Teague.
Winston sat at the table with a blanket around his shoulders and a mug of tea in his hands.
We were out of bedrooms for this crowd. I doubted Beau would mind sacrificing ours for this man.
“Guess there’s not much reason for everyone to keep hanging here now that the threat is gone.” He frowned. “It’s going to be kinda quiet without all of you invading our house.”
“Beau and I don’t have a place to go. No pets at my place.” I shrugged.
He slung an arm around my shoulders. “You’re welcome here as long as you like.”
“Does that mean we’re good? Because I’m not letting your sister go,” I said.
“We’re good. You love her and treat her right. I can’t ask for more than that.”
“What happened, Winston?” Beau touched the man’s arm. She’d bounced between me and him since we’d gotten back home.
“I had a pot of soup on the stove. I must’ve had the gas too high . . .” He shook his head as if he’d made a silly mistake.
The man had cooked in that house for over forty years. He probably knew how to operate that stovetop with his eyes closed.
“Hollingsworth was passed out on the desk when I found him.” In the heat of things, I hadn’t thought about why. It couldn’t have been smoke inhalation because it hadn’t been that bad in the study.
And he hadn’t moved when I’d picked him up and carried him down the hall, so I was pretty sure he wasn’t asleep.
“Oh really?” Winston asked. “He was prone to naps when he thought no one would notice.”
I lifted a brow.
He lifted one back.
