It Wasn't Me - Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,67
was overloaded. Though, saying that, he had five other men to help him. Still does, really, but they’re not getting any younger, either.”
Sam rolled his eyes. “I just think it’d be nice to keep it in the family. And that one said no already.”
I looked over at ‘that one’ which happened to be Bayou.
“I have too much shit to do,” Bayou said. “I’ll help where I can, but I’m not quitting my job. I’m needed there.”
“I’ll help where I can, but I’m not quitting my job. I’m needed there,” I told Sam.
Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.
“I’ll help,” Lock said as he took a bite of his appetizer. “What do you need?”
Sam looked at him thoughtfully. “What don’t I need?”
Chapter 18
Sometimes when I unroll too much toilet paper, I think about how much money I’m wasting by just wiping my vagina.
-Text from Piper to Jonah
Jonah
“Shit,” I muttered darkly. “Shit, shit, shit.”
I glared at the gate as it refused to open all the way, and knew that I’d be walking my happy ass up the driveway for the tools that I would need to get the battery off.
In the meantime, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and placed a call to Piper.
“Hey, baby,” I said softly. “The gate isn’t working. When you get home, take the second entrance. It’ll lead you up behind the barn. The key code to get in is 202020.”
Piper sounded as if she was in the car, and I hoped that meant that she wasn’t far behind me.
I was ready to drop. And when I went to bed, I wanted to be wrapped around my woman.
“We’re about ten minutes behind you. Do you need help?”
I shot a disgusted look toward the gate.
“No,” I answered. “The battery is dead. I just have to pull the battery and replace it with the spare for tonight. No big deal.”
“Okay,” she said. “I’ll see you in a bit then.”
“Love you, baby.”
There was a long pause as I could practically feel Piper smiling through the phone. “I love you, too.”
After hanging up, I glared in the direction of the gate and contemplated doing this all tomorrow.
I was dead on my feet as I dragged my ass up the driveway, and by the time I arrived at the front door, I’d almost decided to just go ahead and leave it for tomorrow when I heard something.
“Why are you so fuckin’ hard to get rid of?” a woman screeched. “All of you. Swear to Christ. I’ve tried four times now, and you’ve all managed to get out of it!”
I froze with my key in the lock, and my hand on the doorknob.
Behind me, what felt like only a few feet, was a woman with a gun pointing straight at my head.
I’d never in my life been more thankful that Piper had caught a ride with her father home.
They’d stayed a few minutes longer than me to talk in the parking lot after dinner, and I’d had to bow out because I was dead on my feet from a long ass day, and an even longer night.
I just prayed that, when Sam and Piper finally did arrive home, that they paid attention to the signs.
“Who are you?” I found myself asking.
“I’m your worst nightmare,” she hissed, shaking the gun at me.
She was inexperienced with the gun. I could tell that she was based on how she was holding it.
It was also shaking in her hand, as if it was too heavy for her to hold up.
“I’m sorry,” I admitted, trying to not to let the derision that I felt toward this unknown woman leech into my voice. “I don’t know who that would be. But it’s definitely not you.”
She bared her teeth at me, and I turned fully to face her.
Obviously, I’d failed at hiding my emotions.
Fancy that.
“You just don’t know who I am then,” she sneered.
“Please,” I said, tensing slightly when a vehicle made its way down the street heading toward my second driveway. “Enlighten me.”
“I used to own this land with my husband,” she said.
“Okay.” I waited for more.
There was none.
I crossed my arms over my chest and contemplated how long it would take me to get to the gun that was at the small of my back.
Too long, I thought.
I’d have to reach for it. I’d also have to pull my t-shirt up, and in that time, with how close we were standing, there was no doubt in my mind that the crazy woman standing in front of me would