Page 84 of Wild and Unruly
Bonnie sighs and says, “Well, after she ran the other article without talking to me, I realized that it wasn’t where I was meant to be. So, yeah, I’m unemployed right now.” She glances at me and looks contrite. “Sorry, I probably should have told you.”
“Don’t be sorry.” Fuck, she is free to live wherever she wants. I grab her hand in mine, holding it tight. “I’m happy for you.”
She smiles and turns back to her dinner, leaving her one hand in mine for the duration of the meal. When we’re all done, the girls head in to clean up with my dad, and Mitch nods at me to follow him.
I glance at Bonnie, who’s talking to my mom. Mom has an arm around her shoulders and pulls her in close, and I’m confident she’ll be okay for a while.
Mitch walks outside and turns toward me on the front porch, folding his arms and looking at me.
I frown. “What’s going on?” The night sky around us is shining bright with stars and the moon tonight. It’s one of the best parts about living in the country. No city lights obscuring our view.
“What would you say if I found that motherfucker for you?”
I glance to my brother and regard him carefully, hooking my thumbs in my pockets, and looking him up and down for confirmation. “What do you mean, Mitch?”
He runs a hand over his jaw and says, “I have some connections. Those connections found him and have him.”
My brows raise. “Have him?”
Mitch nods. “Can’t tell you much,” he starts, clearly reading my expression that saystell me more information.“But I can takeyou to him and make sure you get done what you think needs doing.”
For a moment, we stand there staring at each other. My brother hasn’t been the same since he came home. He’s been moody and closed off. He works security down at our sister-in-law’s bar, rides part-time for CT, and the rest of the time, he disappears.
“Mitch, who has him? Not here.” I glance around, my mind immediately searching for some hidden spot he shoved Tommy in.
“No, not here. I’d have to take you to him.”
I glance back at the house, my arms crossed over my chest, and sigh. “I can’t bring Bonnie.”
“You can.” He says, shrugging like he has no fucks to give. “But she should probably stay in the truck.”
I nod. I don’t want to leave her here, but I don’t want her to be wherever Tommy is. “And you for sure have him? Like he can’t go anywhere?”
“Not unless you want him to.”
Ignoring what he’s implying, I turn toward the house. When I enter the kitchen, Bonnie is laughing with Dani, gently tapping her bruised cheek when her laughter gets the better of her.
I smile for a moment, then remember why I came back in. Catching her eyes, I nod for her to come over, and her happy expression turns to one of concern. We head into the other room, closed off from the rest of the family, and I gently touch her cheek.
“I need to go somewhere for a couple of hours.”
Bonnie frowns at me and grabs my hand. “What for?”
“Just something I need to handle, but I think I should find you someplace to be.”
“Stetson.” Her eyes look between mine, her worry growing. “I don’t want you doing something that you’re going to regret.”
I grab her face between my hands gently and hold her gaze. “Protecting you is never going to be something I regret.”
Her expression shutters for a moment, and I wait patiently, my hands still holding her, and finally, she gives a little nod. “Dani was talking about going to her house. She’s got this leather hobby and wants to show me.”
I nod. “Perfect. You’ll stay there until I’m done.”
Turning to leave, she grasps my wrist at turns me back to her. “Stetson Cash, you better not be doing this alone.”
I smirk at her use of my full name and dream of the day that we carry the same last name. Bonnie Cash just works. “No. Mitch is coming.”
“So are we.” I turn to the voice, seeing CT and Logan there, Jax standing just behind them, finally rid of his boot.
