Inevitably You by Abby Brooks

Author:Abby Brooks [Brooks, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-03T18:30:00+00:00

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Colton takes a long drink of his Jack and Ginger before sitting back in his chair and appraising the cards in his hand. He bobs his head as he rubs his chin, which just happens to be his tell. He does it every time he's about to bluff his way through a hand. I lost a small fortune to him in poker games before I figured it out.

"I'd give you a hard time about liking girly mixed drinks, but that's not bad at all.” He gestures towards the glass. “It’s not going to replace my shot glass, but I won’t judge you for drinking it either. Much.” He turns his ball cap around backwards.

Shit. That's his other tell. The one that means he's got a good hand. The sly bastard must have figured out that I figured it out. Looks like I'm about to get my ass handed to me if I don't up my game right here and now. My phone buzzes and I put my cards face down on the table and swipe it up.

"Fuck, man." Colton rubs a hand over his mouth. "Can you go ten minutes without checking that thing?"

I hold up my hand as I read the text, standing quickly enough for the chair to rake back against the tile floor before I even finish deciphering Michelle's hurried words.

Colton gathers his cards into one hand. "What's wrong?"

"It's Michelle. Someone broke into her house."

"Are you fucking kidding me? Is she okay?" He stands, flipping his hat back around.

"She's shaken up." I tap out a text to her, letting her know I'll be there as soon as I can. My full attention is on my phone, counting the spaces between heart beats as I wait for a response.

"Please tell me she called the cops."

I wait for her answer to the exact same question I just sent her and nod as it comes in. "Yep. Cops have been called." I run a hand through my hair, and search the card-littered table for my keys. "Listen..." I begin.

"Get your ass over there." Colton crosses his arms over his chest. "I don’t know why you’re still standing around with your thumb up your butt."

I nod and grab my keys, surprised when Colton follows me towards the door.

"I'm coming with you, of course," he says. "If this girl means something to you, she means something to me, and no one messes with my people."

Either the cops managed to get here and leave already, or they're doing a piss poor job of protecting and serving because Michelle’s driveway is empty when we fly around the corner to her street. She hurries outside when the truck doors thump closed, Claire hot on her heels. I cover the ground between us in a few long strides and wrap her in my arms.

"Thank you for coming," she murmurs into my chest.

"Are you okay?" I run a hand through her hair, pressing her even closer. "Was anything taken?"

“When we got home, the door was wide open," says Claire, her gaze locked on Colton, her eyes wary.

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