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“Anything?” I asked, pushing away from the cooler and ignoring the sticky trickle of blood on my face.
Win shook his head, worry filling his eyes.
A muffled bang sounded, and I turned to look at the fridge.
Bang!
“That wasn’t her,” I said, heart beginning to pound all over again. “Wes!” I yelled.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
“This way,” Win called, rushing toward a door that led out back.
I raced after him, and we practically fell outside into an empty gravel clearing behind the brick building.
Bang! Bang! Bang!“Come on!” someone shouted.
We both swung toward the giant ice machine against the building. The door on the front was trembling under the force of someone hitting it from the inside.
A strangled sound ripped out of me, and gravel kicked up as I raced over, throwing my weight into the door to hold it down and unlatch the lock.
“We’re here, Wes!” Win yelled. “Hang on!”
I grunted. The door was bent from the force of his kicks, and I had to kick it a few times to get it to line up the way it needed for me to unlatch it. Once it was unlocked, I nearly ripped the door off its hinges.
“Wesley,” I croaked, the intense fear in me so powerful, my voice hoarse as I searched the dark opening.
“Here,” he called, which was followed by a bunch of ice rustling and a muffled curse.
Impatient and worried, I threw half my body inside, my eyes finding him instantly. I let out a groan, reaching for him. “Wes.”
“I was coming out,” he chided as though he wasn’t just attacked and shut in a fucking ice chest and I wasn’t losing my goddamn mind.
“Come here,” I rasped, filling my hands with his face. I jolted, feeling how frigid his skin was. “You’re freezing.” I worried.
His hands covered mine where I held him. “I’m okay. I knew you’d come.”
I let out a sob, straining farther inside to reach for his lips. We kissed as icy air swirled around us, and I assuaged the panic I’d known since realizing he wasn’t home.
“That is the last time I give your tail the night off,” I muttered when I finally pulled back.
“Can I come out now?” he asked, teeth chattering.
“Come on.” I guided him, refusing to let go as he appeared.
“Hey, Win,” he said as if this were some casual meeting and not an emergency situation.
“You are in so much shit,” Win mused.
One of Wes’s legs came out, followed by the other, but when he jumped down, he fell like his legs were made of jelly.
“Easy,” I cautioned, wrapping an arm around him as Win did the same on the other side.
His clothes were soaked from the ice, and his teeth wouldn’t stop chattering even though I saw him try. Immediately, I ripped the hoodie off his body, tossing it onto the ground, and pulled off my jacket and long-sleeve shirt. Win supported his wobbly frame as I pulled the warm, dry fabric over him, and Wes didn’t protest when I added the jacket overtop.
When I was done, Win eyed him warily. “You okay?”
“Yeah, fine,” Wes said, pulling free and taking a step toward the diner. His whole body tilted and swayed.
