.
.
based on what happened this morning, he seems to be holding it together okay.
He deserves some time." His arms, which had loosened a little, pulled me against him even harder.
"If something like that happens to me--you call Bran and you stay as far from me as you can get.
My wolf is not like Samuel's." He gave the counter another look.
"If I lose it .
.
.
you just stay away until I'm dead."
6
ONCE MOST EVERYONE ELSE WAS GONE, ADAM TOSSED the fae's rifle into the backseat of his truck.
"I'll see if I can't find out something from the serial numbers," he said.
"The way she just left it probably means that she doesn't think we can trace it to her anyway, but it would be stupid not to check." "You will be careful," I told him.
"Sweetheart"--he bent down and kissed me--"I am always careful." "What'll you give me if I watch out for him?" It wasn't what Ben said; it was the way he'd said it.
I have no idea how he made those words sound suggestive, but he managed it.
Adam shot him a look.
Ben grinned unrepentantly and ducked around the side of the truck and hopped in.
"I was on the way to a job site when I got the call that something was up," Adam told me.
"I've got to get back." "No worries," I said.
"I'll lock up.
I don't think I'll be doing anything more here today." He opened his door, and stopped with his head turned away from me.
"I'm sorry about your counter." I took a couple of steps forward until my nose pressed against his back and wrapped my arms around him.
"I'm sorry about a lot of things.
But I'm glad I have you." He hugged my arms.
"Me, too." "Get a room," said Ben from inside the truck.
"Stuff it." Adam turned around, kissed me, and hopped in the truck.
Sam and I watched him drive away.
I STOPPED AT A SANDWICH SHOP AND BOUGHT TEN subs with double meat and cheese.
Then I drove the Rabbit to the park on the Kennewick side of the river to eat.