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16
Cora
When his eyes open,my heart lurches into my throat. Thank God, I think with a sigh of relief.
“Thank fucking God,” Tanner groans next to me, as if parroting my thoughts. His hand squeezes mine, and I reach out to take Bishop’s with my other one. His eyes blink closed and then open again. Slowly, he grins.
“You’re okay?”
He suddenly tries to bolt upright, worry on his face. But Tanner and I both push him back down. I stroke his face with my hand.
“Wait, wait, stay still,” I smile, leaning over him. “I’m fine, I promise.” I lean down and kiss him softly. It’s so weird just how freaking natural it feels to be kissing him while also squeezing Tanner’s hand.
“What the fuck happened?” Bishop grunts when I pull away.
“You got cold cocked,” Tanner chuckles. “You’ve got a nice goose egg on that dumb noggin of yours now.”
“What?”
“Remind me to never play poker with you,” Tanner grunts.
Bishop arches a brow. “Why?”
“Because you’re fucking insane. That gamble was insane, man.”
Bishop grins. “Did it work?”
“We’re not dead, so yeah,” Tanner chuckles. “But when you get better, I’m beating the shit out of you.”
“For?”
“For gambling with our lives,” he grins. “Asshole.”
I smile. “Well, personally, I’m going to do something else when you get better…”
Bishop perks up. He grins at me hungrily. “Well, consider me healed, darlin.”
I giggle.
“So Rowan got the FBI then, I take it?”
Tanner snorts. “Yeah, but he didn’t trust your dumbass plan either. He called them way before you called him. Which is good, because they took their sweet time getting here from the city.”
I squeeze Bishop’s hand. “They arrived right when you made sure we got out. And thank God, because Chief Millbrook’s guys were beating the hell out of you when the FBI kicked down the door.”
He scowls. “And where’s Tom?”
“In handcuffs,” Tanner grunts. “Along with Marvin and that fucker Clausterman. Millbrook turned rat faster than they could get him cuffed. He ended up doing the dirty work for the FBI and naming all of his people on the force right there in the parking lot.”
“How many? On the force I mean?”
“Eight aside from Millbrook and Marvin,” Tanner mutters. “Looks like you guys’ll need to do some hiring.”
“Don’t suppose you’ll surprise me by coming back, huh?”
Tanner grins. “I’ll think about it.” But suddenly he beams wider and turns to me. “Oh, and speaking of surprises, I almost forgot to mention something to you. I got the call an hour ago, but with all this hullabaloo…”
“What’s the surprise?”
