The Butterfly Bride by Lacy Williams

Author:Lacy Williams [Williams, Lacy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary Christian western romance
Publisher: Serenade Books
Published: 2016-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

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Jess remained in the cab, too shaken to move.

It didn't stop her from hearing Luke lose his dinner just outside the open truck door.

She was totally awake now, heart hammering.

What had he been thinking? Had he been thinking?

It had been completely reckless, what he'd done. Kind of like what he did for a living.

She pressed shaking hands to her cheeks.

The only reason she wasn't outside the car taking a piece out of his hide was that he seemed just as upset as she was. Maybe even more, judging by his bodily reaction.

And then he was there, his silhouette dark against the yellow light from the dome. He braced both arms on the frame of the truck but didn't get in. "Sorry. I'm…sorry."

She didn't know what to say.

He ran a still-shaking hand over his face. "I didn't—I didn't have time to think that through. It was stupid."

Yes, it was.

"But so was what they were doing. If they only realized…"

She still had so much adrenaline pumping through her, it was hard to focus her thoughts, but suddenly it made sense.

He hadn't done it because he wanted a taste of danger or an adrenaline rush. He hadn't done it to teach some kids a lesson. He'd done it because he was scared for them—for what could happen to teenagers he didn't even know.

In his own stupid way, he'd been trying to protect them.

When moments passed and he still hadn't gotten in, she asked, "Do you need me to drive the rest of the way?" In the darkness outside and with her being in the brightly lit cab, she couldn't see his whole face, only the muscle ticking in his jaw.

Finally, he shook his head and got in. When he slammed the door, the interior light went off. He turned over the engine and put the truck in gear.

She spent the final two minutes of the drive home trying to read his face in the faint light from the dash. He didn't look at her once.

He pulled in behind her car again, but neither of them made a move to get out of the truck. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly, she could see muscles in his wrists flex.

"I'm real sorry. Again." He looked straight out the windshield as he said it.

This wasn't the end to their date she'd imagined, not even close. She wasn't sure she should let him drive home, not with the state he was in.

So instead of getting out, she unbuckled her belt and scooted closer, edging onto the center bench seat.

He looked down at her, his eyes slightly wider with surprise, glittering in the darkness. He kept hold of the wheel with both hands.

Somewhere, she found the courage to ask, "Do you…want to talk about it? About what happened back then?"

His hat rested on the dash, where he'd left it when they'd been stargazing. Now his left hand moved, rifling through his hair and resting momentarily at the back of his neck before he reached forward and clutched the wheel again.

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