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“He has a fucking gun pointed at him,” Huck said dryly. “He’s not gonna say yes, Shiloh.”
“I swear, I couldn’t have killed her. Jesus, look at her.”
Gage moved so quickly that I hadn’t seen him pull his gun out. But it was pointed at Acid.
“NO! Gage! NO!” I yelled. “What are you doing?”
“You heard him,” Gage snarled.
“Yes, he said he wasn’t going to kill me.”
“He insinuated it was because of how you looked. Did he fucking touch you?”
“NO! He did not touch me. He was nice to me. Please, please do not kill him.”
Gage’s entire body was strung tight. He lowered his gun. “Don’t look at her. Don’t think about her. Don’t say her name. Or I will know.”
“I won’t, I swear.” Acid’s voice cracked.
“Take her out. We’ll be out next,” Blaise said.
Gage didn’t argue with him, but then the authority in Blaise’s tone made me want to obey.
Pulling me close, Gage walked me out of the room. For a moment, I worried that I should stay. Make sure they didn’t kill Acid or Destiny. But I wasn’t sure if that would do more harm than good. Gage looked ready to combust. The fury was rolling off him in waves.
He led me out a back door and into a dark parking lot. A black SUV pulled up, and he opened the door and put me inside. The other three came walking out of the building next. Once we were all in the vehicle, I looked up at the driver, surprised to see Levi.
“Thank fuck,” he said when his eyes met mine. “Glad you’re okay. How’d little Hughes do?”
“Pro, baby,” Trev said, climbing inside the back.
Levi chuckled and shook his head.
“Call Carmichael. Let him know she’s safe,” Blaise ordered someone. I didn’t know who.
I was just thankful he was handling that. I hadn’t thought about Uncle Neil.
I started to buckle up, but Gage stopped me and pulled me into his lap. He held me against him as we drove away. I could feel his heart pounding beneath my ear. I hadn’t thought I would see him again. Touch him again. I’d thought we’d had our last moment together.
It was then I burst into tears.
Forty
Shiloh
Sunlight flooded Gage’s bedroom when I woke up the next morning. It was bright, which meant I’d slept later than usual.
When we’d gotten here last night, Gage had taken off his brace and showered with me, taking his time to clean me thoroughly. He washed my hair carefully and placed kisses along my body. He dried me off, put balm on my wrists and ankles, then bandaged them before brushing my hair and putting me in bed. I’d fallen asleep almost immediately.
Stretching in the warmth of his big, soft bed, I had never been more content. I was alive. I was with Gage.
Turning, I found myself alone. Where he had slept was cool to the touch now. He’d been up for a while. I buried my face in his pillow and inhaled his scent.
“You smelling me, baby?” he asked, amused.
I lifted my head to see him walking toward me with a tray of food. He stopped, setting it down on the sofa.
I blushed, embarrassed to be caught smelling his pillow.
