Page 23 of Roxy's Independence
“But we’re fixing things now,” she insists. “And I think that we needed that time apart to grow and become who we are today. You know what they say, everything happens the way it does for a reason. We had lessons to learn and trials to conquer. I needed to stand on my own two feet for a while so I could become a stronger person.”
“You’re one of the strongest people I know,” I whisper, pulling her to me and planting a kiss on her lips.
When she pulls back, a tear falls down her cheek and I use the pad of my thumb to wipe it away. “Thank you, Weston.” I’m not sure what she’s thanking me for, and I don’t have time to ask her about it because her phone chimes and she lifts it out of her pocket and reads the screen. “Kinsley’s going to be later than planned getting here, she has a stop to make on her way home that can’t be put off. I need to let the ladies know. Why don’t you go check on Python while I do that?” she suggests before continuing, “because we have food being delivered and I need to see if I can push the time back.”
She somehow knew that I wanted to go talk to my brother and she gave me the opening I needed to do that without feeling likeI’m abandoning her. She could have sent out a mass text to the girls with me beside her and push back the delivery time with the push of her finger, but as always, she’s putting my needs first.
I smirk at her before telling her, “You’re the best. I’ll see you at home later.”
“Canyon and Egypt are going over to RiffRaff and Jilly’s tonight for a sleepover.” She sends me an exaggerated wink that has me grinning. “Which means we can be as loud as we want to be without having our kids overhear us.”
“And I can take you in any room I want in the house,” I tack on, making her blush.
“There’s that too,” she laughs. “Go on, go check on Python so I can take care of this.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I say, swatting her ass as I walk away. “So many rooms!”
“Weston!” she gasps. “Not so loud.” I shake my head as I walk away, my face frozen in a smile.
Python sets the phone down on the coffee table with a thunk. “This isn’t like her, Saber.”
“Roxy says she isn’t answering any of their calls either,” I inform him. “I’m putting a call into Beast so he can track her car. I’m sure Selah’s already on it, but if Kinsley has gotten herself knee deep in shit, I don’t want the old ladies involved.”
He runs his hands through his hair, a look of disbelief crossing his face. His features are pinched, he’s not sure if he should be angry or concerned.
“I need to know what’s going on, Saber. If she’s not coming back, that’s fine, it’s her cross to bear, but if she is in trouble, I owe it to our son to help her. I can’t just sit around twiddling my thumbs.”
I send off a text to Beast and get confirmation back from him within seconds that he’s initiating the tracking device and will send me a location as soon as it dings her location.
“Beast is on it, we’ll find her and get the answers you need, brother,” I promise. “In the meantime, why don’t we get this little guy his bath and feed him so we don’t disrupt his routine.” My suggestion has him nodding his head as he looks over at his boy who is lounging in my lap, sucking on his fist and eyes roaming as he takes in his surroundings.
“Yeah. At least that’ll keep me busy until we know where she is,” he mumbles.
When he plucks Easton off my lap and heads toward the nursery, I grab my phone and put a call into Dragon.
“What’s up, brother?” he asks, sounding distracted. I’m pretty sure it’s the baby I hear gurgling in the background that has his attention.
“We may have a problem,” I announce, then break down the situation for him.
“Shit,” he rumbles. “I have the kids since Laney’s with the women. Let me see if I can get her back here and I’ll be there soon. I’m sending Wrecker your way, but he has Stone so he might be a minute getting there, too.”
“I’ve got Python for now. See you when you get here,” I say before disconnecting. The more time that passes without any word from Kinsley, the more worried I become. Python was right, this isn’t like her.
I swear, when it rains it pours around the clubhouse. We have this damn prophecy to tend to so we can end the fanatics that are tucked away somewhere in this neck of the woods, Tamara and Chance to keep safe, kids developing new gifts, and now a wayward woman. It’s beginning to feel like the universe is testing us, keeping the Roanoke and Cedar Creek branches separate while we deal with individual issues. I have a feeling Dragon and Brick are going to divide and conquer, using each one of our strengths in areas before they decide to put us into teams.
We’ll be separate, but together.
United always.
We even have guests heading this way from a different Bastard brotherhood than the one we used to belong to that are due to arrive any minute. Good thing Brick has rooms set aside at his house for them because everything else around here is occupied by brothers, club girls, and family.
As I ruminate and think things through, I conclude that most likely some of us will surround Tamara while the rest of us help Python and the gifted kids who are awakening.
The prophecy said we had to stand tall and stay strong—so that’s exactly what we’re going to do.
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