Protect Me by Alexis Winter

Author:Alexis Winter [Winter, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2019-01-19T05:00:00+00:00

It’s going on five o’clock when I’m pulling up to the ranch. I climb out of the truck and walk toward the barn, finding Tyler putting away a horse.

He turns when he senses my presence. “Hey, you never called me back. I didn’t know if I’d see you today or not.”

I walk straight up to him and wrap my arms around his middle, resting my head against his heart.

“Rough day?” he asks, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close.

“You have no idea,” I mumble, refusing to let go.

“I’m done here for today. Let’s go back to my place and you can tell me all about it.” He releases me only to place his finger under my chin, directing my eyes to his as he bends down and presses his lips against mine.

This kiss causes everything else to fall away. I forget about last night. This morning. My mom. All of it gone and replaced by him and the way he makes me feel.

It only takes us minutes to drive down the old dirt road to his cabin. When he pulls the truck to a stop, he rushes around to my side and catches the door as I’m opening it. Before I can step out, he’s holding me in his strong arms, carrying me into the house and setting me down on the brown leather couch.

“You want a glass of wine?” he asks, tossing his baseball cap onto the chair, followed quickly by his tight t-shirt.

“Please.” I reach down and remove my boots, kicking my feet up on the couch.

Moments later, he’s back with two glasses of wine. He lifts my feet and sits down, then places my legs over his lap.

“Tell me about your day,” he requests. His hand lands on my knee, gently rubbing up and down my legs.

I take a sip, then a deep breath, and dive into my day, hoping that talking about it will help the tension leave my body. “Ethan and I talked Mom into checking out some rehab facilities today. To my surprise, it wasn’t as hard as I thought it’d be, but I guess talking to her sober is easier than talking to her drunk.”

“Well, that’s a step in the right direction, isn’t it?”

I nod. “It is. I’m just worried that she’ll leave as soon as things get hard, you know? She’s not ordered to be there, so she can leave at any time.” I take another sip, then put the glass on the table and I slide down, lying on my back. “We ended up visiting four different facilities today before we finally talked her into staying at one. I’m beat.”

Tyler finishes off his glass and sets it on the table. He picks up my foot and starts massaging it. “I’m sure it’s been hard on you, but just think about how everything will be easier from here on out. I mean, your mom is being taken care of. You no longer have to worry about finding her dead, or wonder if she’s taking care of herself.

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