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“You stop by there?”
“I have and Hannah said she was out, though she wouldn’t offer me any help in locating her.” I can still picture her staring me down with her arms crossed over her chest.
“And so you show up here thinking I’ll tell you where to find her?”
“I thought maybe she was here,” I shrug, debating on if I should just leave. “Listen sir, I know you probably don’t care much for me, and that I’ve got some explaining to do.”
“I know all about the man you’ve been in the past Tyler.” This makes me tense up. “I don’t question my girl's judgment. She’s a good judge of character, always has been.” He reaches out, grabs a shovel and brings it in front of him. I watch his movements like I’m half expecting him to whack me over the head and bury me in the backyard. “She’s tough, she may question herself at every turn but in the end she’s tough. I just hope that you don’t make me regret my decision to accept that she’s chosen you.”
I expect more, I expect him to drill me on what I plan to do now that his daughter is pregnant, but instead he simply stares at me. Then it hits me that maybe he doesn’t know.
“She took a little trip with her sisters. I suppose if she wanted you to know where, she’d have called or messaged. Since she obviously hasn’t I suspect you are the one she needed to get away from, so that being said I think you should give the girl what she needs.”
I want to push, but know better.
“When she gets back from this trip can you tell her I stopped by?”
He nods once and I figure it's my time to go. So, turning around I walk back to my truck feeling no better about where Amara and I are, than I did before I showed up here. Honestly, I feel a little worse because now I know she left Calloway to get away from me.
Climbing up in my truck I start to back out and am only stopped by a big red truck that comes barreling down the driveway and parks right behind me blocking the path. Looking back, I see Tucker jumping out, not even bothering to shut off the engine. I don’t remember him being as big as he looks now, but the determined pissed off look on his face tells me he doesn’t have a pleasant greeting in mind.
“What did you do to her?” He steps right up to my door and stares me down through the open window. “She’s been happy lately and no; I didn’t like that it was you she was with. I told her you’d screw up somehow and now she’s run off to some cabin in Tennessee and though she won’t admit it, I know it’s you she’s running from.”
Her brother is not my fan, but I already knew that from Liam.
“We had a little disagreement but nothing that can’t be fixed.”
“A disagreement,” he makes a hmph sound. “More like you decided you weren’t all in.”
I wonder then if he knows. But surely if he did he’d have more to say.
“I am all in,” it was the first time I’ve said that aloud since I found out about the baby. “I’m not going anywhere; I’m not walking away and if she’d answer her damn phone I could tell her that too. If she’d answer the fucking phone I could tell her that she is the first woman that I have ever been in love with and I plan on that lasting a lifetime. So you standing here at the side of my truck shouting in my face about shit you have no clue about isn’t going to help. If you aren’t going to help me find her, then I suggest you move your damn truck so I can find someone that will.”
I’m hanging on a cliff, and no I don’t want to hit Amara’s brother, but I will if the dick doesn’t stop throwing accusations aboutme around like he fucking knows what he’s talking about. He doesn’t know me, he may think he does, but he doesn’t have a clue.
We stare at each other, and I see movement to my right that I assume is Amara’s dad, coming to his son's aide.
But when I hear his words he surprises me.
“Tucker, get the address of the cabin.”
“What?” Tucker sneers at his father.
“Boy, you take that tone with me one more time I’ll kick your ass myself. I may be old but I ain’t messin’, now get the damn address like I told you to.” The two of them share some kind of silent message and I feel like I’m imagining the entire thing. There is no way that he’s just gonna pass it over like that.
Tucker storms off toward the house leaving me alone with Mr. Bennett. He watches until Tucker walks inside letting the screen door slam behind him before looking back at me. “You love my girl?”
“I do sir,” chills cover my arms and neck. I fucking love Amara. I never would have seen that coming three months ago, but yet here I am with my truck idling in the driveway at her parents admitting that very think to her father.
I notice the corner of his mouth tip slightly, as if he wants to smile, but also doesn’t want to appear soft.
Suddenly the screen door flies open and tucker steps out with the door slamming closed once more, his heavy footsteps pounding the driveway. He thrusts his hand out and passes a sheet of folded paper to his father. “I think you’re making a mistake.”
“And you can think what you want but I also know you’re gonna stay out of this and that means your ass isn’t going to make any phones calls, or text any of your sisters or Claire.” He dares Tucker to argue. “Amara is a big girl, if he travels all this way and she rejects him that is her choice to make, it's not mine and it sure as hell isn’t yours. I think you need to worry about your own shitstorm of a personal life and stay out of theirs.”
Mr. Bennett isn’t playing around.
“Had three different women show up here yesterday looking for you. One looked pretty damn pissed, one crying and the other nervous as a mouse. I’m guessing you got your own messes going on.”
