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“Nothing will happen to me, but it will put my mind at ease to know you’re safe and wrapped up in my bed at home when this shit is settled. Graham will have me home before you know it, okay?”

“Beau… I lo—” she starts to say, but I cut her off with my mouth, giving her a soft kiss.

“Not yet. You save those words for when we’re together in a place alone without dumbasses standing everywhere. You’re mine, Lily, and I’ll forever be yours.”

“Fine. Be a fun sucker again,” she jokes, but I know it’s not just for her benefit; it’s for mine too.

“That’s me. I’ll see you soon, very soon. It’d be a hell of a present to come home and have you naked in bed.” My cock is already twitching at the thought alone.

“Hmm, we’ll have to see about that. Come home to me, Beau.” She kisses me.

“Always, honey.” I watch her as she leaves, seething on the inside, hating that one guy has the power to make my woman this upset. My eyes lock on his, letting him see just how pissed off I am with him, and he better hope like hell I don’t see him again after this.

Chapter Sixteen

Lily

I make it to Beau’s truck in record time, thanking God I had cash in my purse, not even sure of how much I left on the table. Only knowing that I’ll never ask for chips and salsa again, at least not from here. The store-bought kind will be just fine.

“Hey, Beau,” Graham answers the phone.

“Hey, Graham, it’s not Beau but Lily. He asked me to call you. He’s being held until the cops get here because this whacko I went on a few day dates with decided to start something that Beau finished, and I’m sure said whacko will try and throw the book at Beau. We could really use your help,” I say without taking a breath.

“Well, shit, this must be what Beau called about the other day. He said it wasn’t anything pressing though. It seems circumstances have changed. Where are you?”

“I’m in Beau’s truck in the parking lot of Salsa’s. He was adamant I don’t stick around. Should I go back in there?” I ask, knowing it’s wishful thinking.

“Nope. Are you okay to drive to Beau’s? If so, do that and call me when you get there. I’m grabbing my stuff and heading his way now. Whatever you do, Lily, don’t go back in there. Beau knows how to remain calm and be quick on his feet, but that might change if you go back and this whacko says something, then it could get worse, and I may not be able to smooth this shit over.”

“Yeah, I can drive his monstrosity of a beast,” I joke, causing him to laugh with me. “I’m going to get off the phone. I’ll text you when I make it to Beau’s in case you’re in the middle of something. Please try to keep me posted. Darn man wouldn’t even keep his phone with him.”

“Alright, I will. And Lily, not to freak you out, but it’s better if he has less on him in case they take him to jail.” Good golly, if Chad does this, I’m going to comb through every cell phone record, every text, and bring up everything I possibly can to make a restraining order stick.

“Great, I’ll try not to worry too much. Thank you, Graham.”

“No problem. He’ll be home by the morning, if not sooner. Don’t forget to text me.” We hang up. I put the key in the ignition and battle with myself the entire time as I back out of the parking lot. I guess I’m lucky they didn’t make me stay and question me as well, but that doesn’t make leaving the man I love any easier, especially because I didn’t even get to say those three words before he shut me up. The entire drive to Beau’s place, I contemplate if I should call my parents or Vince and come clean with everything. If it weren’t for this whole stupid idea, Beau wouldn’t be what I’m assuming is wearing those ugly silver bracelets, and I wouldn’t be driving with tears rolling down my cheeks.

I make it to Beau’s ranch in record time, probably speeding more than I should have, but the need to get out of these clothes, into a shirt of his, and to pace the floors is calling to me more than anything. As soon as the truck is parked and I’m ready to get out, I take a deep breath, exhaling everything bad, and grab my purse, Beau’s phone to text Graham once I’m inside, and practically slide out of his truck. It’s ridiculous how big it is, but I also know he needs it for the ranch. Still, it isn’t easy climbing in and out of it.


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