tt hes

rwhelming, warred wit

at if he

-clad discretion, darling. What happe

that? Trust Bev? Tru

till outstretched

d in Nashville, of Silas's indif

eat, this man, this w

reath, then

m, reassuring. H

ove was thick wit

er to th

sh of sensation and release she

tive, making her feel like

the edge of something explosive, a b

anicked,

ectly in fron

tinctively yanki

lently, hit a hidde

scre

blac

a searing pain shot t

is face pale, a cut bl

okay?" His voice wa

t as her ankle protested. "My

eed to get you out of here. I'll call for an airli

ing the pain. "No airlift. No official record

. Her career, her m

torn. "But y

king fast. "Can you get us there? Drive me to

. "Alright. It'll be r

her weight. The trek back to where he'd hidden

when they finally limped back to

wollen ankle and pale fa

hing, honey," Bev cooed, t

luxury SUV, Cody driving, headed towards a small, ou

, no insurance, cash only. It'

ing ankle, the thrill of the wild ride replaced

ering memory of Cod