Page 117 of No Apologies
“Angel, I don’t doubt you can do anything you set your mind to.”
“Mmm, good answer.” She tip-toed up and brushed her lips over his again.
When she dropped back to her heels he sighed, “I want to take you home and not talk about my brothers or my cousins or even think about this traitor bullshit for a little while. I just want us to be together and be happy.”
“Then what are we waiting for?” She grinned, “Let’s get out of here.”
He started to tell her that they couldn’t. He needed to stay. They needed him here. He was a part of this. This was where he belonged. But the truth was, he didn’t, not anymore.
They didn’t need him. There were plenty of them that could handle whatever plan they concocted to flush out the rat. This wasn’t where he belonged, not anymore, because his angel had saved him. She’d lifted him up out of the shadows. Now he had a chance to live with her, in the light, and he didn’t intend to waste that opportunity.
“We’re heading out. You can fill us in later.” He called out as he scooped Skylar up into his arms.
“Colt!” She squealed as he tossed her over his shoulder and turned for the door.
“Much later.” Lincoln chuckled behind him.
“Much, much later.” She giggled and waved.
Cash grumbled, “Guess I’m riding back with Remy.”
“Guess so.” His older brother chuckled. “Go easy on him, Sky. He’s still banged up.”
“Not a chance.” He growled once they were clear of the barn and out in the bright sunshine of the late afternoon, summer day. “I don’t want easy. I just want you.”
“You’ve got me.” Skylar grinned, “Now what are you going to do with me?”
“I’m gonna love you just like you deserve.”
