When You're Back - Abbi Glines Page 0,62

walk out of here with me, and I won’t tell him any of your dirty secrets,” he said close to my ear. His breath smelled rank, like sour milk.

I reached up to cover my mouth, afraid I was going to throw up all over the groceries in front of me. I couldn’t scream while fighting to keep the contents of my stomach from coming up. Closing my eyes tightly, I prayed that if there was a God and he cared at all, he’d save me. I hadn’t been prepared for this.

Maybe there was a God, because, suddenly, I felt Marco let go of my hair. I jerked around and saw Captain with a look of fury on his face as his hand clamped around Marco’s arm. Now that I could see Marco, he looked significantly older.

“You walk out of here and don’t look back, and I’ll let you live,” Captain said in a quiet, hard voice.

Marco tried to jerk his arm free. “You want to get arrested for assault?” His voice was high-pitched.

Captain didn’t look fazed. He continued looking at Marco like he was the lowest form of creature on earth. “You scream, and you won’t see another sunrise. Try me, old man. Fucking. Try. Me.”

I believed him. There was no smirk. No smile. The expression on his face was that of a man with no soul. He was cold, and he was making sure Marco saw that, too.

I backed away.

“You go on and get your groceries, Reese,” Captain said. “I’ll walk this worthless shit outside. He won’t be back. I can promise you that,” he said without taking his eyes off Marco.

Then he began walking with his hand still gripping Marco’s arm.

I stood and watched until they walked out the front door. Then I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Mase. I was about to shatter, and I wasn’t sure I could make it to the door before I did.

Mase

I broke every speed limit imaginable by the time I got to the ranch. Momma had gone back to get her as soon as Reese called to tell me what had happened. I had kept her on the phone while texting my mother to get to the store immediately. All Reese had been able to say was that her stepfather had been there.

And that River Kipling had been there and forced him outside.

She was terrified, and I wanted to get my hands around her and hold her. If I had thought for a second that sick, pathetic excuse for a human would come to find her, I’d never let her out of my sight.

My head kept jumping to the worst-case scenario. What if River hadn’t shown up? Fear consumed me. I couldn’t think about that. I hated River, but I owed him one now.

My momma’s truck pulled into the ranch just before I did, and I stayed right on her tail until she parked. Then I jumped out and ran for Reese. The moment I opened the door to Reese’s side of the truck, she launched herself at me and began sobbing while holding me in a death grip.

My momma didn’t know the details, but I knew that after seeing the reaction from Reese, she could guess easily enough. I looked at her over Reese’s head. “I’m taking her to the house,” I told her. She’d have to wait for an explanation.

Momma nodded and headed to her house, leaving us alone.

“I’m so sorry, baby,” I said, feeling helpless as I held her against me.

She only sobbed harder. If I’d been there, I’d have killed the man. I wanted to see him dead. He’d marked her life, and he had come back to reopen old wounds. The sick bastard.

Glancing up, I saw another truck headed our way. I recognized it as River Kipling’s. As much as I didn’t like him, I understood his need to come by and check on Reese. He’d seen it. He had saved her. And I would have to find a way to accept him.

He stopped his truck, and Reese jumped in my arms at the sound of his door opening and slamming shut. She was spooked. I had to get her home so she’d feel safe.

“Is she going to be OK?” River asked, keeping his distance.

I would do everything in my power to make sure she was. She’d overcome this terror before. She could again. “I’ll make sure of it,” I replied, knowing I had to say more. He deserved it. “Thank you.