“Why hasn’t Jake called?”
“It happened yesterday morning, Logan. It probably takes days for DNA results to come through.”
Since the calves had been poisoned, Logan had been completely on edge. He hadn’t left her side unless Colin, Gavin, or Trace was here with her. They were going to owe those guys a lot once this was over. When they weren’t doing regular patrols on the ranch, one of them stayed with her so Logan could get some work done.
Truthfully, while she appreciated their vigilance, she was starting to feel smothered. It felt like she couldn’t even go to the bathroom without someone trying to follow her.
She stood with a sigh.
“Where are you going?” Logan snapped.
She scowled at him. “Logan, I get that you’re upset and worried, but that’s no reason to bite at me. If you must know, I’m going to take a shower then get ready for bed.”
He held his arms out. She stepped into his embrace, sighing as a sense of rightness came over her.
She buried her face in his chest. At the moment, the only time she felt a measure of peace was when she was in his arms.
“Will things ever be right again?” she asked.
He tightened his arms around her. “Fucked if I know, darlin’.”
She gave a half-laugh. “You realize you’re meant to tell me everything will be all right. That we’ll go back to the way, things were soon. Stuff like that.”
“Everything will be all right, Savannah.”
“Okay, now I just don’t believe you.”
“Believe this.” He drew her back. “I don’t know if things will ever be normal, whatever that means, but I will love you and keep you safe. Always.”
She cupped his face. “I know.”
The phone rang, interrupting them. She tensed. Logan picked it up. “Yeah?”
He stared over at her briefly, listening to whomever was speaking on the other end. “Yeah, good. Okay.” He put the phone down. “That was Jake. He’s coming over.”
“I’ll make coffee.” Drinking caffeine this late wouldn’t help her with her sleeping problem. But then, she didn’t think she’d be sleeping much tonight anyway.
***
Logan let Jake in, then led him impatiently into the living room. Savannah stood with a smile, although it was easy to see how forced it was.
“Savannah, sorry to stop by so late.”
“It’s all right. Coffee?”
“Yeah, thanks, it’s been a long day.”
“You do look tired,” she said sympathetically.
“Enough bullshit. What’s going on? Was it Atkinson?” Logan barked. Savannah startled, dropping a teaspoon with a clang.
“I’ll get it, Savannah,” Jake told her soothingly. “You sit, honey.”
Jake sent him a firm look behind Savannah’s back. Yeah, he got it. He was acting like a dick. He moved over and sat next to Savi, pulling her against him. She trembled, making him feel terrible.
Jake sat in an armchair across from them and took a sip of his coffee. “That hits the spot. Thanks, honey.”
Savannah just nodded, but she relaxed slightly against Logan.