Page 42 of Blade

“That sounds like a great idea, Grams, how about I bring Jack too?”

I would need Jack there as a buffer. To keep me from losing my shit when Becca left with Grant.

“That is a wonderful idea; the more the merrier. Maybe King would like to come too?”

“I think we both know that wouldn’t be a good idea.”

“No, probably not.” She chuckled. “Ok, well, you and Jack it is then. How about five thirty?”

“We’ll be there.” I hung up and went in search of Jack.

I found Jack quickly.

He’d been outside working on his bike.

He watched warily as I walked over to him.

“Hey,” I greeted, giving him a chin lift.

“Hey, what’s up?”

For some people, things might be strained when you shove your friend against the wall and threaten his life. Notthat Jack didn’t think I was serious. He knew I was. He knew more than anyone, even Rachel and Ryder, how much Becca meant to me.

Deep down, I knew he would never step in, but I didn’t always think rationally in regard to Becca.

Who was I kidding? I never thought rationally regarding her. Despite that, Jack was my best friend. We had been through a lot together over the last seven years since I joined the Silver Shadows.

Jack knew everything.

He never held it against me, because he had his own demons.

I was thankful they played nicely with mine.

“Grams called. She wants us to come over for dinner tonight.”

Jack stood, wiping his hands on a rag. He never took his eyes from mine. He knew immediately what was going on.

“She did, huh?”

“Would you like to see my phone, asshole? See that she called me, not the other way around?”

I knew he knew why we were going. He was just skeptical as to whose idea it was. He didn’t know Grams like I did. None of them did except Rachel.

“No need.” He threw his rag on the seat of his bike. “The two of you are conspiring.”

He held his hand up before I could interrupt.

“You know this will piss her off, right? You better have your story straight before we barge in on her night.”

“Grams said she wanted us to come have dinner since she wasn’t cooking tomorrow night with the Mother Chapter coming.”

“I see.” Jack looked across the road at the house Grams and Becca lived in. “That won’t stop her from thinking you’re there because of her date.” Looking back at me, he continued, “Beck doesn’t know why you and Grams are so close. She’ll see this as you interfering, and she won’t understand why.”

“She knows I don’t trust Grant. I made that clear to her when we ran into him at the store.”

My eyes never wavered.

I wasn’t ashamed of my need to keep her safe.

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