Page 94 of The Wounded Warrior

Rory clapped him on the back. “Drink tea. Breathe air.”

“Got it. No drowning.” He pinched Rory’s leg. No drowning. No discussing sex with the mother.

Rory laughed. “We embarrassed him, Mom.”

“He’ll get to know us,” Miz Helen murmured. “Y’all want to wait on dessert and go sit in the front room for a bit?”

“Please. I’m stuffed. Luke?”

“You got it. I think I’ll switch to the chair, though. I might not be able to carry all this extra weight.”

Rory grabbed his wheelchair and moved it over close enough for him to move himself into it. He hoisted up and over, grateful they had doorways and paths around furniture big enough to get around.

“Mom’s totally going to try to get you to play Scattergories or Monopoly or Clue or something, just FYI.” Rory grinned and winked, looking pleased as punch. “Parents are predictable as hell.”

“I was meaning to ask if you played cards. My folks will want you to play spades at some point.”

“I do. Pop was an addict in med school.”

“Well, there you go. Though I’d want Ro to be included so a board game is good.”

Rory shot him a pleased smile. “You’re a good guy.”

“I try, babe. I have some shit to make up for, I’m sure.”

“Eh. You’re mine. That’s the good part. Let’s go entertain the folks.”

“You got it. Steer me?” He didn’t want to bounce off things his first time in someone’s house.

“As long as you need me to.”

Luke thought that sounded damned fine, and he loved how Rory bent to kiss the back of his neck.

“You two come on and sit. We were thinking Clue.”

“So lame.” Still Rowenna sat there with them. “So I heard at school that you got folks arrested because you were having a shootout at your house. I miss everything.”

“You didn’t want to be there,” Luke said. “Who all got arrested?”

“Jakob Hise and Leo Gianelli,” Rory said. “Harris didn’t get arrested, but he was brought in for questioning. In handcuffs. It was glorious.”

“You’re obsessed,” Ro said. “It’s so weird.”

Luke snorted. “I would say Harris was the one with the problem.”

Helen and Jim looked at each other, and there was worry there, a genuine concern for their son. He could see it.

“Anyway, if he got run in, that’s the beginning of the end,” Luke finished,trying to let it drop.

“Yes. I’m ready.” Rory’s words were serious, sure, and God, it felt good.

He wanted Rory to move on, to have a happy life. There was no good coming from a feud that went on and on.

As it stood, Rory had investments, land, a lover, a life.

Not to mention Luke was gonna need his help on the Rocking W.

Right now, though, he was going to crush them all at Clue. Rory’s family might as well learn that a LeBlanc played a game like he stormed a beach.

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