Lone Wolf by Mignon Mykel

Author:Mignon Mykel [Mykel, Mignon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MMC, LLC

We split off to head to our own homes, each of us in dire need of showers.

I didn’t get a chance to talk to Tucker about the situation I’ve found myself in. I could turn around but instead, I unlock my phone and shoot him a quick text.

I need to talk to you about Kae. Remind me tomorrow.

Tucker’s quick to respond. Is it okay to wait until tomorrow?

Yeah. Nothing serious. Thanks

He sends a thumbs up emoji and I put the phone to sleep.

At home, I’m immediately greeted at the door by Wilson. He’s a pretty cool cat, and Kae wasn’t lying when she said he thought he was a dog. I make him work for his Temptations treats before jumping in the shower.

When I’m finished, I look at the clock and see it’s only eleven-thirty. I’m not sure what the hell I’m going to do by myself for the next four or so hours. As long as nothing alerts Tucker’s computers, we’ll have the day completely off.

I should have offered to run to The Market.

I could go to The Main Bean and grab coffee to grind up. We’re running low.

But I don’t know how long her hair appointment is—I’m sure a professional job will take longer than my attempt at it—nor do I know when she’s meeting with Kate. They’re going to be discussing the final plans for the bakery and I don’t know how long that’s supposed to take them. I don’t want Kae to think I’m following her to make sure she stays in town.

I know she knows I can see her location at any given time because of her car and phone. If she wanted, she could ditch them both.

...I have no intention to tell her both of her rings are traceable too.

At least, I don’t intend to right now.

I’m of the opinion that there are somethings she’s better off not knowing.

That said, there’s nothing stopping her from ditching all things “Kaelyn Johansen” if she wanted to.

What if I got her a necklace? Something small and delicate that she’d potentially forget she wore? Then if she left her phone and rings in the car...maybe she’d forget she had that on, and I’d still be able to find—

Jesus Fucking Christ. Stop, man, I mentally berate myself.

The dreams the last two nights really got to me. I can read damn near every emotion that crosses Kae’s face, and she’s not a good liar.

But even the memory of Pickle Gate doesn’t ease the sudden anxiety.

I’d know if she was planning something, and absolutely nothing—besides the fucking dreams—tells me she’s moved away from “real” and back to pretending.

I can’t figure out where all this nervous energy is coming from, though. Usually after a hard workout, my mind goes quiet. It’s been a long time since constant negative thoughts fought to be at the surface.

It got bad during my time in Okinawa, but that’s when I discovered the gym and tattoos.

It was either the gym or the bar, and too many Japan-based Marines got into trouble when they opted for the bar.

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