Highway Don't Care (Freebirds) by Vale Lani Lynn

Author:Vale, Lani Lynn [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

If a woman is upset, hold her and tell her how much you love her. If she starts to growl, retreat and throw chocolate at her.

-Bumper Sticker

Ember

“Where are you, hoe?” I yelled as I entered Cheyenne’s house.

“In here.” She called back from somewhere in the back of the house.

I went to the kitchen first to grab a Dr. Pepper, and then decided to grab the box of iced oatmeal cookies while I was at it. Cheyenne always had the good stuff. She went to the store once a week compared to my once every time I realized I didn’t have any more cheese. Which normally was during the process of making a baked potato I’d already cooked, or when I got three quarters of the way through a recipe and needed the cheese.

I did that a lot, too. Gabe always said I should check to make sure I had all the ingredients. Which normally I did, when in reality I had it a while ago and used it, but forgot that I’d used it.

Shoving a cookie into my mouth, I walked towards the back of the house, checking first into the girl’s room, then the spare room, and finally going to the master. I found her laying on the bed looking quite exhausted.

Plopping down beside her I asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

“I have an ultrasound appointment today. Want to go with me?” She asked avoiding my question.

“Sure. Your mom have the hellions?”

“Yea, Sam dropped them off on the way to Dallas today. He has to go pick some parts up at Dunnam’s.”

“They should really start delivering. It’s ridiculous that they have to drive three hours.”

“They also charge about twenty percent less for an engine than their competitors. Give me one of those cookies.” She demanded.

I reached into the bag but came back empty handed.

“Um, that’s not going to happen. It’s empty.” I said shaking the empty box at her so she could hear the crumbs rattling inside.

She gave me a look of disgust and then her gaze zeroed in on my left hand that was holding the box up for inspection. Her eyes went wide and then she gasped.

“Hey, I’m sorry. We’ll go buy you some more before your appointment. I just need to go put on some tennis shoes.” I said complacently.

I didn’t wear tennis shoes, or any shoes for that matter, when I was at home. That’s why the bottom of my feet resembled alligator skin.

“What the fuck is that?” She yelled.

“What the fuck is what? I told you I was sorry! Jesus, I’ll by you more!”

“Not the box, you dumbass. I don’t care if you ate my cookies. What the fuck is that rock on your finger?”

Glancing down my heart nearly stopped. On my finger was my grandmother’s diamond engagement ring. It was a very simple design. White gold band with a large princess cut diamond centered in the middle. I used to try it on when I was younger. I even made my mom promise that she would give it to my future husband.

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