Saving Shay (Florida Veterans Book 4) by Tiffani Lynn

Author:Tiffani Lynn [Lynn, Tiffani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-29T18:30:00+00:00

Six

Paxton

There isn’t a word to describe what I see in Shay’s eyes as I try to talk her into going with us. Skittish comes to mind, but there is a bit of excitement and the fight for bravery at the same time. If you would’ve asked me prior to looking into Shay’s eyes just now if this exact expression existed, I would have said no, but now I know better.

When we were kids, Shay’s excitement for different adventures was cute. She would bounce on her toes, her eyes shining with anticipation, ready for whatever we decided to get into. I could see a little of that when I mentioned dinner out with us, but just as quickly fear joined in too. Scared wasn’t part of Shay’s vocabulary when we were young. Why would it have been? She had a perfect life with a close-knit, happy family. At school, she was liked by both students and teachers, and the rest of her time was spent on the farm where she was protected and adored. The fact that I saw fear cross her face makes me angry and to know that Jared and Brenda made that happen makes me want to hunt them down and kill them both in the most torturous way possible.

When I realized how nervous Shay was about going out I decided to walk with her to her house while she grabs some shoes so she doesn’t have a chance to chicken out. As we’re making our way to her place I decide to go with my gut and grab her hand, intertwining our fingers. A slight intake of breath is the only reaction she gives me so I glance over at her and see her trying to hide a small smile.

When we reach her granny’s house I release her hand so she can do what she needs to.

“Shay, make sure you grab a key to lock up. With those Costa guys running around I want to make sure you’re protected. I don’t trust them.”

“You think they will do something?”

“Probably not, but I don’t want to take a chance with you or your granny’s house.”

She nods and walks away, returning soon thereafter in a clean T-shirt and a pair of sandals in her hand.

Once she’s done putting on the shoes she goes to a drawer in the kitchen, opens it and pulls out a key on an old plastic key ring that her granny probably got at a car dealership 30 years ago. She locks up and comes down the couple of stairs so we can walk back to my house and take my truck.

“Will your parents be riding in the truck with us?” she asks quietly, and I can tell the fear is winning again. I grab her hand again and grip it firmly to let her know I have her back.

“No, they’ll drive. They are going back home after dinner. They just came to help for a little bit. I think they were worried about me after I told them how crappy the conditions are.

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