over at the waitress then back to me. That lopsided grin is back on his face.
“I suppose I was just enjoyin’ the company I already have,” he says softly.
I stop laughing and grab my drink to suck down half of the water in the glass. “Do you think the lawyer is really working on Roland’s case?” I have to know what he thinks. I need to know.
Fin nods his head before looking up at me and saying, “I know he is. It just takes time Molly. He’s in there for murder. We can’t just snap our fingers and think they’re going to just let him out. He’ll get out though.”
“I just hate that he’s in there because of me.”
“Enough!” His voice thunders across the table. “This isn’t your fault and we’ll handle the fucker that put him in there as soon as we can find his ass.” His voice softens with the second part.
“Do you think I could stay at Roland’s house for a few days?”
He looks up from his burger and his eyes meet mine. I watch him as he chews. I can tell that something is bothering him.
“I don’t trust most of the prospects just yet. I’ll stay with you,” he mumbles around a bite of his food.
“Thank you, Fin. I think I just need a break from the clubhouse.”
“I get it sweetheart, but if you’re plannin’ on stickin’ around for Reaper this time then you need to get used to it. This is his world. We’re the other part of his family. You get me?”
I nod my head with a smile on my face. I really do like Fin. “I know, but I just need a few days to recoup.”
“Then a few days you will get.”
He smiles. We start to eat in silence. Neither of us really has anything else to say after that. There’s just so much that I hate about our situation.
By the time we finish eating and head back to the clubhouse it’s starting to get dark. Fin thought it would be nice to just get out for a while today which is why he took me to lunch. I can’t say that it wasn’t appreciated, because it was.
“Mom, you’re back.”
Drake runs toward me with his arms out wide. I pull him into me and hug him tightly. Fin smiles as he walks past us and heads toward the bar.
“Did you really miss me that much today?” I ask as I pull back to look down at him.
“Yes I did mom. I really miss dad too.”
His frown rips my heart to shreds. God, just seeing it kills me.
“I know baby, but things will work out okay,” I tell him. He nods his head, but his little eyes look so tired. “Are you feeling okay? You don’t look so good.” I press my hand to his forehead. He doesn’t feel like he has a fever.
“I’m just tired.”
I nod and grab his hand to lead him through the clubhouse and down the hall. Stepping into Roland’s room my chest tightens. I’m here alone and I couldn’t feel any worse about it.
“We’re going to be staying at your dad’s house for a while. Pack a bag,” I tell Drake.
He walks around grabbing his things as I do the same. Something about the way he looks is bothering me. Drake has never been the type of child to get tired that often. It makes me worry about him. A knock on the door pulls me from my thoughts.
“It’s open,” I call out. The door opens and Fin walks in with a small bag thrown over his shoulder.
“You ready? I’m gonna grab us some pizza for dinner. That sound good little man?” he asks looking at Drake. Drake nods his head as he yawns.
“Drake go tell Taz goodbye. I need to talk to Fin for a minute.”
I watch him walk out of the room and my heart leaves with him.
“What’s wrong?” Fin asks immediately.
“He keeps saying he’s tired. He isn’t wanting to play much. I’m worried about him,” I say as I sigh and sit on the edge of the bed.
“He’s got a lot goin’ on darlin’. We can get the doc to come check him out though if that’ll make you feel better.”
I smile up at him and nod. “It really would. Thank you Fin.”
“Not a problem sweetheart. I’ll give him a call when we get settled over at Reaper’s place. Thought we could get some movies on his pay-per-view account?” He winks which makes me laugh.