Page 120 of Rogue's Path
“Not much.” He grins as he pats my fingers with antiseptic.
“Got her.” Integer walks up with the woman in his arms. “I think the drugs will wear off soon.”
Rogue looks away from the scratches on my arms to ask, “Is he coming back?”
“Yeah, I sent him to get red notebooks.”
Rogue tips his head to the side.
“Long story. I’ll tell you later.”
“You’ll tell me everything later.”
Sweet man. I lean forward and kiss his fuzzy lips again. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Integer, take them back to the hotel and keep them safe.”
What? “You aren’t coming with us?”
“No. I promised you this guy would be taken care of.”
That’s what I asked for. And I wanted. “Can’t the police do that?”
“No. Any man that hurts you like this is mine to take care of.”
There’s no talking him out of it, even if I were to pitch a fit. Rogue’s path is set.
“I’ll need a cleanup crew.”
A cleanup…oh.
“The plane landed a few minutes ago. I’ll have them on their way to you immediately.” Integer sets the woman on the backseat and starts to buckle her in.
“Maybe I should sit in the back so she isn’t scared when she wakes up.” And so I don’t spend the whole ride worrying about Rogue.
“Good idea.” Rogue lifts me up and gently places me on the backseat.
Before he can walk away, I pull him close and whisper in his ear, “Remember, you owe me a look at your tattoo.”
Rogue chuckles. “I love you too.”
No Minivans
Rogue
As I climb into the truck on my way back to Peaches, I call Havoc. “She’s safe.”
“Good. Your package arrived. Bishop has it.”
Even before I fully turn towards him, Bishop holds out the little box from the jewelry store I had Vandal order for me.
“Thanks.”
“Congrats, Brother.”
It isn’t a done deal yet, but it’s close.
“Did you talk about that minivan yet?” Havoc chuckles.
