Page 41 of Her Big Bad Wolf
Don’t eat them?
Who the hell did she think I was?
Vanessa
Chapter 13
It was lunchtime and after that would come naptime. Both Emma and Mary were working today, so when Isaac called, I immediately ran to let them know I needed to leave.
The second he’d spoken, I knew exactly who it was. Even through the phone his voice sent butterflies through my body.
“He found them,” I told Mary.
“Who? Kyle? I know he took two teams out to search for them today.”
“No, Isaac.”
“Isaac? Didn’t I tell you to stay away from him? Now he’s calling you? He doesn’t call anyone. When did you give him your number?”
“I didn’t. He must have looked it up somehow. But he found the boys and I need to go and make sure for myself that they are okay.”
“If Isaac found them, then Kyle is already on it. I’m sure he’s lined up a foster home for them.”
I scowled. “We all saw how well that worked out last time. Can you please just watch the kids. They can finish their lunch then it’s down for naptime. I should be back before they wake.”
“Go on. We’ve got it,” Emma assured me.
Mary nodded, but she was eyeing me with open curiosity.
I decided I didn’t care. I’d been so worried about those boys that I knew I wouldn’t concentrate on a single thing today until I saw they were okay for myself.
Without a second thought about it, I left work, got in my car, and drove straight to Isaac’s cabin. It surprised me howcertain I felt of the path this time. There was no questioning it and I drove straight there.
Other vehicles were in his driveway, but I didn’t care. I jumped out and ran right into the house.
Isaac started to protest but stopped when he saw me.
He just stared like he was seeing me for the first time. It took me a minute to realize he was. Last night I’d been covered in black from head to toe.
The way he was looking at me was doing things to me inside. I fought back the urge to squirm under his scrutiny. A part of me desperately wanted to know what he thought while staring at me like that.
“That was fast,” he finally said in a gruff voice.
“Where are they?” I asked, choosing to ignore his tone.
“No, hi.”
“Hi. Now where are they? And where’s Kyle? His mom said he was out here with some teams looking for the boys.”
“He is. They’re in the woods.”
I huffed. “Did you hurt the boys?”
“No, your little piggies are fine.”
“Please, Isaac.”
When I said his name, it looked as if something in him softened. He nodded.
