Page 269 of Chaos has a Name
Did a cookie count?
Surely, she’d burned those calories off by now.
Elizabeth ran on angst and caffeine, but to be honest, her belly was grumbling.
The tank was nearly empty.
Moving past her security, Elizabeth headed toward Rayna.
“Sorry for the delay,” she offered. “I had some things to work through.”
Rayna was worried.
The woman had been abducted, and had to find her way out of the mess alone. That had to be incredibly terrifying.
“Are you good?” she asked. “Because I’m worried for you.”
Yeah, she was worried for her, too, but because this was the rodeo she had to wrangle, she’d fake it until she could make it.
“I am. Just a little woozy from the head shot,” she said, pointing at the stitches so this woman had no idea that she was chickening out.
It wasn’t easy being brave all of the time.
Unfortunately.
“I’m sorry that you got hurt,” she admitted. Rayna felt bad about judging the woman when she first met her.
It was clear she had been wrong.
The woman was badass. She’d gotten stitches at home and not in a hospital. That couldn’t have been fun.
“I hope you feel better.”
Oh, she would.
Eventually.
“For now, though, I’m going to go talk to Wyler. How about this? When I get back in, I’ll spring you. See what you can find in the book, but then, you’re off duty for the night.”
She lifted a brow.
Uh, what was this?
Rayna felt like the brush-off was happening, and she’d not done anything to deserve that. She hoped Elizabeth wasn’t going to hold a grudge against the NativesNOTdoing this bullshit on the rez.
So, she was honest.
“That sounds like you’re trying to nicely say‘fuck off’.”
Elizabeth laughed.
“I was giving you an out so you could maybe pick up some dinner, and woo a certain Archangel. He’s the one in the tree babysitting my father-in-law.”
That’s when she got it.
Ohhhhh.
Well, that was a different kettle of fish, now wasn’t it? Rayna wouldn’t mind babysitting Caspian. All she needed to do now was figure outHOWto make that happen.
