Page 27 of The Edge of Intensity

“I’m not going to leave you,” Eastlynne snaps.

Cosima shoves her middle finger into the air to flip her sister off, but she clearly has eye issues because it’s directed at Parker. Hell, maybe it’s meant for him too, who knows?

“I need space, East,” Cosima states with a sigh. “I don’t want to be looked after and want to lick my damn wounds. You heard the doc, I need rest. Me stressing over you doesn’t give my brain the breather between healing and worrying about my damn self.”

I give Eastlynne’s hip a gentle squeeze. “We’ll give you a few days but we will need updates every day, either through a text ’cause you can use voice to text, or by giving your sister a call.”

Eastlynne looks ready to argue and I slowly shake my head. Cosima sounds like she’s gonna flip her shit if she doesn’t get the space she needs.

Leaning in close, I whisper beside Eastlynne’s ear, “Give her what she wants, sweetheart. It’s her body and mind. I know you mean well and want to be there for her the way she’s always been there for you, but this is what she needs right now.”

I feel her sag against me when she huffs, “Fine. But like Rourke said…I want texts and phone calls, and if I think you’re in pain or doing worse I’m going to kill you.”

Cosima snorts while Parker and I chuckle.

“Let me carry you back to your bedroom,” Parker offers. “Then we’ll leave you alone.”

Cosima’s mouth turns into a flat line, showing how much she hates it. No words tumble out, though. She keeps her body stiff when Parker gently scoops her up and carries her to the house.

Eastlynne is staring at the stables, smoke is still billowing from the building.

“We’ll rebuild,” I tell her. “Come on, let’s check on the horses to make sure they’re okay.”

I lace her fingers with mine and start to walk as I glance back to see if she’s still limping. Thank fuck she isn’t and from a distance, I can also see the horses grazing in the back of the pasture.

“I was so scared,” Eastlynne croaks.

Coming to an abrupt stop, I pull her into my arms and murmur against her hair, “Everything is okay now. It’s over. I won’t let anyone harm you again.”

She’s clutching my leather vest and tips her head back to show me her tearstained eyes. “I knew you were coming. When I saw that man lighting the stables on fire I couldn’t wait until you got here…I had to save them.”

“You did good,” I rumble and the thought of losing her is squeezing the life out of my heart.

I hear voices behind us and slightly turn to see my parents, along with a few others, coming toward us with neck ropes in their hands. I give them a thankful smile, appreciating the gesture of bringing neck ropes because that’s what Eastlynne uses for her horses.

A little over an hour later we have them all safely settled in their own stalls at the club’s ranch and Eastlynne is sitting on the couch surrounded by the old ladies of the older generation. She’s talking and smiling, though I can see a slight hint of worry in her eyes.

I’m sure it’ll all work out with her sister, even if her future is a bit unclear with her health right now. Cosima is strong and needs to lick her wounds to come out stronger. Parker is jabbing the screen of his phone right next to me and I notice the stream of messages back and forth.

A smile tugs my lips when I catch a glimpse of the messages he’s getting. There are some weird sentences and words used and it’s then I realize he’s texting with Cosima. She must be using voice to text. Yeah, I’m sure it’ll all work out especially since my VP has an unhealthy obsession with the woman. I turn my gaze back to the center of my obsession.

My old lady has knocked down walls and opened herself up to expand her family. She might not be completely settled when it comes to her anxiety, but at least she feels at ease. I stride toward her and hold out my hand, which she takes without thinking twice.

“Sorry, ladies. I’m going to steal my woman away from y’all,” I rumble and guide her through the long hallway and out the back.

“Where are you taking me?” she questions and I come to a stop.

“On the ride of your life now that our future is wide open,” I vow. “But I’ll settle on heading for our cabin first so I can eat your pussy.”

She blushes and tugs on our joined hands. “Well, what are you waiting for? Lead the way.”

No other words are needed. I grab her to throw her over my shoulder and make a run for the cabin to speed things up, allowing her giggles to fill the air.

EPILOGUE

Two years later

– EASTLYNNE –

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