Sin City Cowboy by Victoria Vane

Sin City Cowboy by Victoria Vane

Author:Victoria Vane [Vane, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vane publishing LLC
Published: 2020-04-19T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Evan’s Gulfstream had just been cleared for takeoff from Henderson Executive Airport when Monica’s phone buzzed. Recognizing Ty’s number on her caller ID, she scowled at the phone and ignored the call. Whatever he had to say to her was too little, too late. She’d meant every word she’d said. She was finished. The sooner she left this desert wasteland the better. She was leaving Las Vegas for good—with Evan.

Maybe he was a manipulative asshole at times, but at least he was willing to offer her a commitment. She didn’t love him, but maybe love wasn’t such a good bargain. Her feelings for Ty had only made her miserable. She deserved more from life and certainly wasn’t going to find it in Sin City.

She glanced out the window at the mountains, an aching reminder of that sunrise with Ty. A text message interrupted that thought. She was about to delete that too, until she saw Tom’s name. The message that followed made her heart leap into her throat.

Urgent. Tom’s had another stroke.

“Oh my God! Stop the plane, Evan!” she shrieked.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” he snapped. “We can’t just turn around.”

“Oh yes we can! It’s Tom. I mean it, Evan. Stop the fucking plane. I have to get off. Now!”

***

For the second time, Ty found himself pacing the halls of Desert Springs Medical Center, waiting for Tom’s daughter. “Would you like some coffee, Ty?” the unit secretary asked.

He recognized her as the plump redhead from the last time he’d been there, the one he’d never called for dinner. What the hell was her name again? “No thanks, Sugar,” he dismissed the offer.

He’d phoned and texted Monica numerous times in the last hour, but she still hadn’t responded. Was she already in New York? Or maybe she was en route with her phone off?

Just when he was about to dial again, she appeared, ashen-faced, in the doorway. His gaze briefly met that of the man standing behind her. He had both hands possessively anchored on her shoulders, sizing Ty up. Ty nodded and returned the favor. He didn’t need an introduction to know it was Evan.

“Tom?” Monica whispered hoarsely, her gray eyes wide with fear.

Fuck. Why did he have to be the one to tell her?

He opened his mouth, but the words just wouldn’t come. All he could do was shake his head and open his arms. Monica gasped and then launched herself into them, hitting him hard with a body-racking sob. Ty shut his eyes and clutched her tightly to his chest, barely holding his own choking sobs at bay. They stood there for what felt like eternity, anchored to one another in shared grief while Rosa wailed in the background.

“I’m sorry, Sugar,” Ty murmured into her hair. “He’s gone. But I’m right here, and I swear to God I’ll take real good care of you.”



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