Clutch (The Redline Series Book 5) by Skye Callahan

Author:Skye Callahan [Callahan, Skye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-03T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

We both stared at each other in awkward silence for the longest time. Then, Colt took a long breath and hunched his shoulders. “I do need to ask a favor.”

I raised my eyebrows.

“Can you take care of Isabella?”

Okay, that wasn’t at all what I had been expecting. But it was a start.

“She likes you and—”

“I’ll take her,” I said. “Aiden will probably kill me, but he’s already taken in his pregnant, screwed up sister, what more can I fuck up? You know, beyond getting his house shot up.”

Colt closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the concrete wall. Completely silent for far too long. And I couldn’t bring myself to pull him out of whatever he’d fallen into.

Maybe he’d changed his mind. Maybe I’d pushed him away for good.

I sat back against the table, feeling another rush of heat come over me—this time, it wasn’t from arousal. It came with an attack of nausea.

Before either of us could say anything, the door opened again.

“You two ready yet?” The dark-haired detective asked.

“No,” I said. I wasn’t ready for anything. I stared up at the fluorescent lights hoping to push back the tears that burned my eyes. I didn’t want to cry. I didn’t feel like crying. But frustration and uncertainty, along with the unforgiving rush of hormones pumping through my blood didn’t really give me a choice.

Colt tugged at my elbow, and I looked up to see what he wanted only to find myself pressed against his chest. “I’ll try,” he said against my ear. “I still think it’s a stupid delusion, but if it’s what you want, I’ll try.”

He was probably right. But it was some comfort. “Now what?” I asked, my cheek still resting against Colt’s chest.

“We need to have a long talk with you, and get Colt back to lockup before anyone suspects anything.”

“Lockup? What if the others find out?” I asked, pushing him away. “They’ll kill you.”

“We’re going to make sure that doesn’t happen,” the blond detective said.

“Right. And exactly how do you plan on pulling that off?” My nausea grew, then turned to pain. Cramps.

I clutched my side, hoping it’d subside. But my head joined the throbbing chorus.

“Aubrey?” Colt reached for me, but I pushed him back.

Confused. Dizzy.

I swallowed, hoping to keep from being sick, but I hadn’t eaten or drunk anything all day, so I wasn’t sure what I had to lose.

Then, hands helped me into a seat. “Bre,” Colt repeated, rubbing my hand.

“I just feel sick.” I bent forward and leaned my face against the table as my stomach cramped unbearably. “I think I’m going to throw up.”

The dark-haired detective sat a trashcan beside me, then picked up my wrist, feeling for my pulse. I felt my heart, pounding in my chest.

What’s wrong with me? The edges of my vision darkened as the roar of blood in my head grew louder. I could barely hear. Barely see.

“Call an ambulance,” someone said.

The baby. I wanted to cry and scream and let out every ounce of my panic, but all I could do was sit there.

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