Page 70 of Real Good Love
“Tell me that my car didn’t go up in flames, man. One of the roadies sent me the link to a story that your shop blew up tonight. What the fuck?”
“I’m sitting in it right now. She’s fine, not a scratch on her.”
“How the fuck is that possible?”
“By the grace of God, I guess.”
I fill Boone in on what happened and what I know, which isn’t much, but he’s relieved all the same.
“The cops going to hassle you for leaving to bring the car? I can’t come get it, and honestly, I don’t fucking trust anyone enough to take my truck and get it. The only other guy who drove my last one rolled it. Big mess.”
“It won’t be a problem. Your car will be there tomorrow. The cops won’t keep me from delivering it.”
“Only if you’re sure, man. This shit is unbelievable.”
“You’re telling me.”
“Well, I appreciate that my ride is safe and no one was hurt.”
“Me too, man. Me too.”
We hang up, and I climb out of the car and head into the house. I hear the sound of the shower as I make my way down the hall toward the bedroom.
What a fucking nightmare. This town is falling apart, and now the only thing that was keeping me locked down in Gold Haven is a pile of charred rubble.
I’ve got a whole lot of decisions to make now.
I step into the bathroom to see Banner naked in the shower. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve thanked every force above that she was clear of the shop when it blew. A few minutes later and she might have been right in the blast zone.
She turns and wipes away the fog from the glass so she can meet my gaze. Her reddened eyes and tearstained face twist my gut. I hate seeing her cry.
But she isn’t focused on herself. Even now, she’s focused on me and my problems.
“Everything okay with Boone?”
I nod. “Yeah. He heard the news. Wanted to make sure the car was okay.”
“Screw the car.” She sniffles. “I know I’m not supposed to say that, but ...” Her face turns into a mask of pain as her eyes fill with tears again. “I thought I was going to die right along with you.”
I strip off my clothes, needing her in my arms. Needing to make her feel safe again. I pull open the door, step into the shower, and wrap my arms around her.
“I got you, baby. I’m right here. There’s no way I’m leaving this Earth when I’ve got you here waiting for me.”
“You can’t promise that. Bad things happen.”
“I can promise I’ll do everything in my power to make sure I end every night with you by my side.”
She hiccups, pressing her forehead to my chest. “I really fucking love you, Logan. Don’t ever scare me like that again.”
“I really fucking love you too, Banner Regent.”
She releases a long breath, and I squeeze her tighter.
My thoughts from earlier come back. The rest of my life might be falling to shit, but with her in my arms, I’ve got everything that matters.
Banner lifts her head and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling my lips down to hers. “I need you. I need to feel you. To know this is real. Please.”
“You don’t even have to ask.”
