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The other officer grabbed him beneath the arm, hauling him up and out of the diner. “You can wait in the squad car.”
When they were gone, the remaining officer looked at me. I stared him straight in the eyes and lifted my wrists out for some cuffs.
“No.” Wes gasped, bursting out of Win’s arms and falling onto the floor. Before I could even get there to help him, he was up, sliding between me and the officer, pushing his back right against my chest and reaching behind him to palm my hip. “You can’t arrest him. He didn’t mean it. He’s just upset because he had to pull me out of the ice.”
His body started to shake, teeth clattering.
“Wes.” I worried, wrapping my arms around him from behind, trying to surround him with my heat.
“Please,” Wes pleaded with the officer, not even giving a second thought to his own condition.
The officer sighed. “I’m not going to arrest him.”
Wes sagged into me, and I rocked back under the give of his weight. Still holding on to him, I guided him into the nearest chair.
“Sit down,” I said, concerned, then glanced up at the officer. “He needs to go to the hospital.”
“No,” Wes protested. “I’m fine.”
“She fucking drugged you,” I snapped.
As if on cue, the bitch started screaming and banging on the inside of the cooler.
The officer who shut Rinkin in the patrol car came back in, his eyes automatically going toward the back of the diner. “There’s another person?”
Wes nodded. “It’s Veronica. I don’t know her last name. She works here as a waitress, and she goes to Westbrook.”
The officer who decided not to arrest me pulled out a pad and wrote down the information. “And where is she right now?”
“I locked her in the walk-in cooler,” I said.
“Why?”
“Besides what she did to Wes?” I bit out. “She attacked me,” I said, pointing to my still-stinging face.
The officer glanced at the injuries. “The marks on your neck from her too?”
“Yes.”
Wes made a sound.
I lowered beside his chair and stroked the back of his head, saying low, “It’s nothing a couple kisses won’t fix.”
Veronica kept banging and yelling.
“Is anyone a witness to her attacking you?” the officer asked, and Wes bristled.
I dropped my hand into his lap, grasping his still-cold hand. With a sound, I went to gather up all the shirts his friends gave him to pile them back on his body.
“I saw the entire thing,” Win answered.
The officer nodded, then frowned at Wes. “As soon as you finish giving your statement, you can go to the hospital.”
“We should go now,” I said, impatient. To hell with his statement.
“No. I’d rather get this over with,” Wes refuted.
Across the room, the door flung open, and two small bodies rushed inside. “Wes!” Madison and Rory called at the same time.
