Protecting Cheyenne (SEAL of Protection Book 5) by Susan Stoker

Author:Susan Stoker [Stoker, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-05-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Cheyenne didn’t say anything on the trip to Faulkner’s house. She was embarrassed beyond belief that Faulkner, and all his friends, had overheard her. She wasn’t upset about what she’d said to Caroline though, every bit of that was dead-on true. She appreciated the fact Caroline was trying to protect her friend, but jeez, Caroline should’ve known by just looking at Cheyenne, she wasn’t like that.

But knowing all of his friends, and Faulkner himself, had heard what she’d said was embarrassing as hell. Even now he hadn’t said much to her. He’d been quiet all the way to his house. Cheyenne had half expected Faulkner to take her back to her own apartment and drop her off without a word, but he hadn’t.

They pulled up to a small, well-kept brick house with only a small overhang over the front door. There was a long driveway which led to a one-car garage along the side and back of the house. The yard was well maintained, with no overgrown bushes lining the sides of the house, and the grass seemed to be freshly mowed.

Faulkner turned into the driveway and pulled to the end and shut off the truck. He didn’t open the garage, simply got out and came around to Cheyenne’s side of the vehicle. He helped her out, then opened the back door and grabbed her overnight bag from the back seat. Still without speaking, he put his hand on her waist and steered her to the back door. He put the key in the lock and led her inside.

They entered into a laundry room that had a basic washer and dryer in it. Without giving her a chance to look around, Faulkner all but pushed her through the small, but functional kitchen, and into the living room. Faulkner had a huge television mounted on the wall, not surprising, and a couch and love seat set in an L arrangement around a small coffee table.

The walls were a slight gray color that offset the dark browns of the couches. It was definitely a masculine looking room that fit Faulkner to a tee.

Still not stopping, Dude encouraged Cheyenne to keep walking. He steered her into a bedroom in the back of the house. Once he entered, Dude dropped her bag and turned Cheyenne in his arms until he was holding her upper arms and she was looking up at him.

“I’m sorry…”

Dude cut Cheyenne off before she could get anything else out. “Don’t you fucking be sorry. You have no idea how much your words meant to me. I don’t even know where to start. First, I’m pissed that Caroline had the nerve to try to warn you off.”

“She loves you, she was looking out for you.”

“I don’t give a shit. It was rude. But, having said that, if she hadn’t confronted you, you wouldn’t have said what you did and I wouldn’t have been there to hear it. I think your words are gonna stay with me forever. I knew you weren’t thrilled to go over there tonight, but after we talked, I thought you were okay with it.

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