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And, it seemed, there would only be more off that good to come.
I couldn’t freaking wait.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
Detroit - 5 days
I wasn’t sure I’d gotten a full night of sleep until we went back to Dr. Price for a check-up, and Everleigh was given the all-clear from him. I would constantly find myself dozing off, then startling awake to check on her.
Watching someone you love overdose was even more fucking traumatic than I could have realized. And I’d been lucky enough to know we had reversal meds and a doctor close by to help her.
But Dr. Price assured us that there was nothing of the drugs in her system, that her head was healing great, and that, unfortunately, she was just going to have to keep nursing her shoulder for a while, that dislocations could take months to fully heal, and it would only take longer if she didn’t make sure she took it easy.
Luckily for her, there was nothing she needed to be doing around the clubhouse, manual-labor-wise like she would have needed to do at work or her own place.
Colter, Coach, and Rook when he was around did the lion’s share of the work around the place. I did the cooking. So all she had to do was occasionally pick up her three-pound dog.
“Oh, hey!” she said as we pulled the SUV into the gas station to fuel up.
“What is it?” I asked, but she was already throwing open her door, and rushing out.
“Della!” I heard her call before the door slammed.
Turning, I watched her rush up to a red-headed woman wearing yoga pants and a baggy sweatshirt.
It took a moment for my mind to catch up and place the name with the story.
Della.
The sex worker who had helped Everleigh navigate County. It had been on my list to track her down. But it seemed our small town did all the work for me.
I climbed out of the SUV, pumping the gas while she talked animatedly with Della, whose eyes kept widening, making me think that Everleigh was telling her the wild details of her story since they’d seen each other last.
The whole interaction ended with the exchange of cell numbers and a hug before Everleigh was rushing back to me.
“Had fun catching up?” I asked.
“We’re gonna get lunch later this week,” she told me.
“Nice,” I said as we climbed back into the SUV.
“What do you get someone that will convey the message:Hey, thanks for walking me through the process of county jail; I wouldn’t have made it without you?”
“No fucking idea, but I bet Colter has some ideas,” I said.
“That’s true,” she agreed. “He really does have a knack for that,” she added. After all, he’d thrown together her basket. And he’d also helped throw together one for Delaney, who’d been upset that the doctor put her on bed rest for the last few weeks of her pregnancy.
“Oh, don’t look so sad,” I said, reaching over to squeeze her thigh. “He’ll find someone eventually,” I told her. “He’s been away for a while. He just needs to get his crazy out for a bit before he is even thinking about something serious.”
“That’s true,” she agreed. She’d already gotten so attached to the guys. She’d gotten a little wobbly-lipped when Raff told her that he and his brother would be heading out tomorrow after one last party tonight.
“Anything else you want to do today?” I asked, glancing over quickly enough to see the little smirk she had before she looked out her window.
Oh, I knew what she wanted to do today, alright.
I’d been fucking dying for it, too.
I’d just been insistent that we wait it out until she got the all-clear from Dr. Price.
