Destined Predator by Bailey Bradford

Author:Bailey Bradford [Bradford, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBT Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2021-05-21T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Olivia drove as fast as was safe—which was a snail’s pace by Rhett’s usual standards, not to mention his usual speed—and it took forever to get out to the Double T.

“Still not sure I shouldn’t be taking you to the hospital,” she said at the crossroads, eyeing the right and the route to Fallon County General.

“Was there the other day,” Rhett muttered. “Not going again. Be fine at home.” Although he felt worse the farther he got from the town, which was weird. He’d always thought he felt better on his own land. “’S’just one of those things.”

Tsking, she drove him to the ranch. As soon as she pulled the Silverado up to the house, Rhett wrenched open the passenger door and almost tumbled out. He stumbled, twisting and slamming his hands on the truck to keep himself upright. He forced his body to stand straight when Olivia rounded the truck and willed his mouth to obey his brain.

“Thanks, Livvy. I feel a little better already. Guess I could be coming down with something. Well, you did tell me not to go eating my own cooking…”

“Nice try, Rhett.” Olivia rolled her eyes. “Phil?” she called across to the figure in the distance, ignoring Rhett’s feeble attempts to brush things off.

“Olivia?” Phil sounded delighted as he jogged over, until he saw Rhett. “What’s the what here? Tell me you didn’t sock him one, little lady? Although, I’d have to say I understand if ya did…”

Rhett scowled, but Phil’s usual almost-humor had him feeling more normal. Or maybe it was just being back on Tucker land, as he’d told Olivia he needed…and wanted so much to believe. “Ha-ha. Remind me to cut your next bonus for that. No, Olivia kindly brought me home. I wasn’t feeling none too clever. Phil, could ya give her a ride back to her car, in town?”

“Sure thing, soon as we get you inside, boss.”

“I can manage. And Jack’s still about, right?” No way were Olivia and Phil playing nursemaids to him. He promised to call Olivia later and waved her off, then staggered in through the main door, almost colliding with his brother in the hall. He held up a warning hand. “Don’t say anything, Jacky. Just gimme a hand here, okay?”

Jack mimed zipping his lips, for which Rhett was grateful, and slung an arm around Rhett to help him to his room.

“Bet you’re glad we live on a one-story ranch and not in some New York penthouse, huh?” Rhett joked. Or attempted to.

“There’d be an elevator.” Jack got him to his bed and stood back for him to sit on the edge, then swung his legs onto the mattress and helped him sit against the headboard. He pulled Rhett’s boots and socks off for him before he fetched a jug of water, a glass and the medical box.

Rhett accepted a few aspirin but eyed the thermometer Jack was taking from its case. “Watch where you tell me to stick that, boy,” he warned him.

Jack shook his head then stuck the thermometer in Rhett’s mouth.

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