Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25067 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 84(@300wpm)
I blew out a harsh breath, then forced my grip on the steering wheel to relax. I’d already spoken to Carla after getting off the phone with Trinity, and she’d assured me that Wyatt was asleep between her and Brandon, and all the doors and windows in the house were locked, and the alarm was set.
I could breathe just a tiny bit easier knowing he was safe. But all Trinity had protecting her from Zac was a handful of hospital staff, if they could even be trusted, and Derek. I trusted Derek to protect her, but if a man was willing to do what he’d done to Trinity, he was clearly another level of unhinged.
When I had her and Wyatt at my place, I’d be able to breathe normally again. My lungs would no longer feel constricted, and my chest would no longer feel like it was caving in.
Just a few more hours. I would have them home before midnight tomorrow. That was a fucking vow.
When I pulled up in front of Carla’s house, the sun was just beginning to rise, casting a beautiful orange glow over the sky that definitely felt like it was mocking my current dark mood. As if the sun even had a right to paint the sky so beautifully when Trinity’s life was falling apart at the seams and my son was no doubt going to be reeling when he realized there would no longer be Zac in his life and his aunt and uncle would no longer be just across town.
This change was needed. It was necessary for their safety. But that didn’t make it somehow easier.
Blowing out a harsh breath, I shoved open my truck door and got out. Byron came to a stop behind me, quickly shutting off his ‘69 Mustang and getting out as well. His dark, curly hair was a mess on his head, and instead of trying to tame it, he just snatched a black ball cap from his dashboard and shoved it on.
“She here?” he asked, arching a brow at me.
Byron was an asshole through and through, but he was family. And no matter what, he’d always had my back. Despite him being an asshole though, he was a fucking great dad and an incredible husband to his wife, Winter. He doted on them so much, they were spoiled absolutely rotten.
Byron had come from his own dark past with an abusive dad and an absent mother. It’d turned him into the hardened man he was today, but when Byron cared about someone, he’d destroy the world to keep them safe. And despite him not knowing Trinity all that well, I knew he’d stand right beside me to protect her.
“She said she’s back from the hospital,” I told him. She’s gone to the police station before coming home to file a report. She was too scared to press charges last night, so I’d let it go, letting her just go on home instead. But once we got back to my place, I’d be sitting her down and discussing it with her.
Zac couldn’t get away with this. If he’d done it to her, he would one hundred percent do the same to another woman. And if he had the balls to raise his hand to my kid, he’d raise his hand to another kid as well, this time probably even hurting them if the right adults weren’t in the room to protect them.
“Maybe she’s asleep—” Dylan started, but he was cut off when the front door flew open.
And there she stood, tears running down her bruised face, her red hair a mess, and still somehow the most stunning woman I’d ever laid my eyes on.
I took a step up the driveway, my heart in my throat. He’d done a fucking number on her. Her left eye was black and blue, and she was trembling, her arms wrapped around her midsection. She was curling into herself, no longer the fierce, headstrong woman I’d always known her to be.
“Trinity, baby—” I rasped, my throat too fucking thick to say anything more.
With a sob that wrenched at my soul, she launched herself off the porch and slammed into me. I stumbled, quickly wrapping my arms around her. As soon as she was cocooned in my embrace, she fucking wailed, gut-wrenching sobs and cries tearing from her throat and chest.
I buried my face in her hair, tightening my arms around her.
“I’m here, baby,” I promised. “You’re safe now.”
Chapter Four
Trinity
The moment I heard their vehicles pull up, my heart had leaped into my throat. Every fear response in my body had gone on high alert, telling me to run, run, run. When those engines shut off, I’d felt ready to puke, terrified Zac had come to drag me back home and had brought back up with him. But when Derek had moved off the couch and peeped through the window, I’d been left weak with relief when he’d uttered the words, “Jimmie’s here.”