Page 20 of Loving Her

Devil grins. “Is she going to agree?”

“It may take some talking, but eventually, I’ll get her to accept it,” I joke.

“I’ll sit on this information for a couple more weeks, then. If you haven’t told them by Thanksgiving, I will, though. That’s all I can give you. To be honest, I shouldn’t agree at all?—”

“Devil—” I start, but he holds up his hand, stopping me.

“I’ve been through shit in my life. I might have kept my memories, but I lost a lot of myself just the same. I pushed away the ones who loved me the most. I understand it. Take a little time to let Indy help you heal enough to take the next step. I’m telling you that once you let her in, your life will always be sweet, even with the shit life throws at you.”

“I can amen to that. Iva has saved my life more than once.”

I grunt, saying nothing as I hand Devil’s wallet back to him. “Can you tell me more about my family and friends?” I ask, knowing that the more information I have, the easier it will be to face them when the time comes.

“That I can do. I’ll also tell you why you were shot and what’s going on there. Your club took care of the threat, but it wouldn’t hurt for you to know everything that has happened.”

“I’d like that,” I admit. “I want to make sure that Indy and her daughter are protected above anything else.”

“They’re safe. I’ll tell you more, but first, let’s order up some grub. I’m hungry, and the special here today is meatloaf.”

“Sounds good,” I lie. What I really want to do is hop in Cooper’s truck and head back to Indy. Still, I know she’s going tohave a lot of her own questions, so I need all the information I can gather to talk about with her.

Cooper motions the waitress over and I take a deep breath. Today was step one to regaining my life back. I have a long way to go, but I’m closer to having Indy standing beside me and that’s the one thing I want more than anything else.

For now, it has to be enough.

Chapter 12

Indy

I’ve spent the day a nervous wreck. I had a good dinner with Jeff, Iva, and Tinny. The chocolate cake was amazing as always. Iva has many talents, but baking is one of the top ones, that’s for sure. The chocolate soothed me, but not quite enough. There’s been no word from Breaker all day and I’m starting to feel the pain that I have no right to feel. I can’t believe I let myself care about a man that I don’t even know. With my history, you think I’d know better.

I shake my head. It’s almost nine. There’s been no word from Breaker. Iva texted me about three hours ago and told me that Cooper called and said they were on their way home. Apparently, it takes around four hours to get home from wherever they went. I alternate from being angry at myself and being pissed off at Breaker.

I’m pretty sure the anger at myself is winning.

“You’re stupid, Indy Anna Shelton.”

“What did you say?”

My body freezes as I look at the entrance to the kitchen. My kitchen wasn’t always open to the living room. When I bought the place, I knocked out the wall between them. It was load bearing though, so I had these gorgeous logs framing the nowlarge entrance to support the weight. I loved it and it made it easier to know if someone was at the front door. Apparently, I was too deep in my misery to hear the door tonight, though. I frown at the intruder.

“How did you get in? I had the door locked.”

Breaker comes waltzing on in, as if he hadn’t just upset me.The asshole.He shocks the hell out of me by walking straight to the table, pulling me up from my chair and wrapping his arms around me, smothering me against his big, hard chest. I take a moment to just breathe him in. I might be mad, but I’m not stupid. I might not get this again, and for now I reallyneedit.

I awkwardly put my hands on his hips as he keeps hugging me. I feel his chin on the top of my head and something about the way he is enveloping my body relaxes every muscle in my body. “Breaker?” I question after a few moments, because he still hasn’t said anything else.

“Just give me a minute, Indy Anna. Just a minute.”

My body tenses.Shit.I push away from him, annoyed now. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”

“It’s your name, right? I would have heard it eventually.”

“Doubtful. How did you get in my house anyway, you big jerk? IknowI had the front door locked.”

“Cooper gave me his key. He thought you’d be asleep.”

I hold out my hand. “I want the key. It wasn’t his to give you,” I snap.