“What?” She came around the corner, grabbed my hands and pulled me to the couch, sitting us down. “Talk to me,” she said as I kicked off my shoes and ripped off my bra. I hated those damn things, and if there was any time to free the boobies, this would be it.
“Is Remy asleep?” I asked first.
“Yeah. You’ll have a couple of hours to get some rest before she gets up.”
“Hopefully,” I said on a sigh and then began to tell her the tale of my life over the past day. It just spewed from me, needing to get it out of my system. Katie would get me. She always did.
Starting at the first moment I saw Micah at the clubhouse to when I stepped in the door from work. I broke it all down for Katie. We’d been through everything together. She’d know what to do. Or at least both of our heads could come up with a solution.
Hope. That was what I had in Katie. The hope that she’d be able to solve this problem and lead me down the right path.
Tears ran down my face as Katie pulled me into her arms, hugging me close. “I just don’t know what to do, Katie. I’m dying inside, and I don’t know how to fix this.”
“Calm down. I need you to take some deep breaths for me.” I followed her instructions, hiccuping the entire way. Once I had myself together, she pulled away from me and stared into my eyes. “Did he say anything?”
My body trembled. Was the heat on in this place? Because I was burning up from the inside out. “I didn’t give him a chance. I ran out before he got two steps in my direction.”
Panic swirled around my heart once again. I had no control over it. The feeling just hit whenever it damn well wanted. To say I didn’t like it was an understatement. I’d prided myself with being in control. This was not in control. It was so far out of control dread was pulling me under.
“Okay. What did Ryker say to do?” Katie went the logical route which I appreciated. I went that way lying in bed last night too, and I wanted to believe he’d handle it. But I also knew I’d have to be the one to fix it.
“Just to let him work some things out,” I responded on a heavy sigh.
“What things?” she asked with a quirk of her brow.
Frustration came out in my tone. “I have no idea. But Ryker hasn’t let us down, and I trust him fully.” Which I did. He was there for us when we needed someone. While I might have been all over the damn place with my thoughts and feelings, I had to admit that Ryker wouldn’t do anything to hurt us. Ever.
“I do too.”
Katie’s tongue clicked as she asked, “Are you going to talk to Micah—is it?”
My head shook, then nodded. Even my head motions were getting confused in this mess. “I don’t know. I mean, yeah, eventually. I wouldn’t want to keep him from his kid, but I don’t know. Do you think he’ll try to take Remy from me?”
Katie went on alert. “No freaking way. I’ll gut him if he even tries.”
This made me smile. I needed that small bit of Katie to help me. She was my strength when I was weak, and she knew exactly what to say. “We’ll both cut him.”
To that she chuckled. “So he’s back from the Marines and is related to the Ravage MC. How in the hell could that happen? The one place we find safe haven, then years later the baby daddy just appears like poof?”
The exhaustion smacked me hard after laying it all out for Katie. “My luck isn’t the greatest, but even I couldn’t have been prepared for this one.”
Katie reached over and put her hand on my knee, giving it a squeeze. “It’ll work out. If Ryker says he’s going to handle it, he will. We just gotta wait and see what he says to do next.”
Something else had been weighing on my mind. “You don’t think he’d come here?”
Katie’s head turned my way. “Well, if he doesn’t know about Remy, then there’s no reason for him to come here. Even if he knows where you live. But Ryker would’ve told you if Micah did. So you need to put that aside, breathe in deep, and go get the three hours of sleep before Remy gets up.”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.” Even though I was dog tired, sleep would probably evade me again.
Katie slapped my knee. “You need to, or you’re going to crash again while Remy’s awake, and she’ll draw on the walls. I’m not painting the walls again.”
A chuckle escaped me. She always had that way with her. Katie was right. “I’ll try.”
Katie got up from the couch, and I followed as she wrapped me tight in her arms. “Love you,” she said in my ear.
“Love you too.”
Moments later, Katie was gone, and I fell face-first into the bed, passing out instantly.