Page 102 of Life To My Flight

Something we were all thinking.

“I don’t fucking know,” I said, lifting my hands up to run through my hair.

It’d gotten long.

My beard had gotten long, too.

I was getting soft.

Only six months out of the Air Force and I was growing my hair out.

What would DP and Cord think of me if they saw me right this second?

My phone rang DP’s ringtone, and it was as if he could tell I was thinking about him.

We’d done that quite a few times before, too, guessing when the others were in trouble.

If I had to say that I had a best friend…or friends…it’d be those two.

They got me.

They let me brood in the corner if I felt like it.

They listened to me moan about Rue.

They went to my mother’s funeral with me.

They saved my life more times than I could count.

They truly were my best friends.

Not that the men standing in front of me right this moment didn’t mean something to me, but they didn’t get me as well as Cord and DP.

Stepping back away from the still discussing men, I tapped answer and held it up to my ear. “Are your ears burning?”

DP’s dark chuckle rang in my ears. “Yes, sir. I was just watching a TV show and thought of you. We haven’t spoken in a few, so I thought I’d come down for the weekend. What do you think?”

I thought about all the shit swirling around in my life right now, and couldn’t think of a better man to help me deal with it. “Abso-fucking-lutely.”

Rue would be pleased, too.

She’d made a friends with the two men and their wives…now ex-wives, and I knew she’d be excited to see them. It may just be the thing to keep her mind off of what was going on at the moment, too.

“10-4. I’ve called Cord, but I’m not sure if he’ll be able to get off in time. He started with the Sherriff’s department last week,” DP said.

“Alright, well you know where I live. I can’t promise clean sheets, but there’s bound to be some around somewhere. I’ll see you this weekend,” I said.

We hung up, and I walked up in time to hear the back half of the idea that Torren had.

“So why doesn’t the DA just call her up to the witness stand. Get it over with. See what happens,” Tunnel asked us.

I thought about that for a moment, and couldn’t find a single thing wrong with the idea…other than the obvious threats she’d been getting.

However, we were a lot more aware now. Nobody would be getting to her. Not without going through me and the other men standing here with me at the moment.

“I can’t find any flaws with that,” Silas said.

Sebastian and Kettle were nodding.

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