Page 96 of Hunted, Season Three

Scenarios swiftly start stacking themselves in the front of my mind, striving to make it in the viable section rather than the implausible one.Considerations such as risk of injury to our baby or losing him/her all together rapidly keep ideas moving to the latter list instead of the former.

Weighing what ifs ceaselessly continues until the last voice I expected to hear pierces through the thick fog of worry.“Why would you keep firewood way out here?!”

Jolene?

No.

That’s not…possible.

This is clearly a dehydration hallucination.

“Why would you put a big, beautiful, fancy fuckin’ fireplace in the office, but keep thefirewoodon the other side of Kingdom Come?”

Or…or…it isn’t!

She sleeps in the office sometimes!

On the fold out couch!

When she’s tired or the weather is too bad to go back to Crystal Waters!

Godhelpme, I never thought I’d be so excited to see – or hear – my future husband’s ex-girlfriend.

How did they miss her when sweeping the property?

Wait.

Why do I care?!

She’s fucking here!

She can fucking help!

“Jolene?”I cautiously call out, needing to verify before exposing myself.

There’s an uncomfortably long pause prior to her loudly whispering, “Lord?”

An eyeroll is attached to me flinging myself up and over to the bars.“No, it’s Bunny.”

Spinning on her heels to properly face me, she open mouth gags.“Gross.”

I ignore the obvious itch to turn a possible ally into another enemy and summon her further away from the back entrance I’m guessing isn’t currently being guarded if she managed to successfully get in here.“Help.Me.”My fingers curl tightly around the metal at the same time I plead, “Please.”

Jolene’s sassy strut and smug smirk are presented during her approach.“You were waitin’ to fuck around with Wayland, weren’t you?”She all knowingly shakes her head.“That man just loves a literal roll in the hay.”A second sneer is attached to her arrival.“Doesn’t give a shit what a bitch it is to get the shit out of your hair.”

Really?!

Is there any man in this town she hasn’t banged or tried to?!

You know.

Other than Kid.

“I’m not waiting to fuck anyone,” leaves me in exasperation.“I-”

“Ain’t gotta try to play the whole ‘innocent perfect damsel’ shit with me.I don’t fuckin’ buy it.”

“I-”

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