Page 66 of The Right Woman

“What about my boyfriend?”

“I’m not sure. Best if you call a friend to pick you up.”

When I wander down the hall, an open door reveals Adon still in cuffs, talking to another uniformed police officer. His eyes soften as he sees me, and I wait at the threshold of the room.

“Ma’am, you need to move along,” the officer says with a bite to his tone.

Adon gives me a small nod. “It’s okay, Rosy. I’ll see you at home.” But my heart thuds harder. What if they keep him? What if he’s getting arrested?

Rhodes waits for me downstairs and tosses his jacket over my shoulders. We walk in silence to the parking lot, where Adon’s truck sits. “It’ll be okay. I explained everything, and you did, too.”

“Theycan’ttake him, can they? He didn’t do anything!” I think I may lose it.

Rhodes must realize I’m on my last thread of sanity and grabs me into a tight hug. “Come on. I’ll get you home. Essa and Eli are at the house now, too.”

When we arrive, Essa rushes over to me, and I bury my face in her neck.

“Are you okay?” she asks, but it’s more just something to say than an actual question.

“If he comes home to me, I will be.”

“Well, we have a good family lawyer,” Eli says. “If we need him.” I know he’s talking about himself and just getting out of his own murder charges. Despite him trying to make things better, anxiety spreads in my chest.

“I think I need a shower. My skin feels gross everywhere that man touched me,” I say, and they all nod in agreement.

By the time I’m clean and in sweatpants with one of Adon’s T-shirts on, the crew has ordered late-night pizza and has some beers cracked open, with soda for Eli, waiting around the kitchen table for any word.

Eli paces around, then rubs Essa’s shoulders with his large hands. She presses her cheeks to his fingers and tries to calm him. Rhodes keeps checking his phone.

“Shit! He’s out!” Rhodes practically shoves his chair over as he stands, and we all jolt at his outburst.

“I’m coming with you!” I say, scrambling to find my purse and hurrying to the door.

Neither of us speaks on the ride back to the club. Adon stands on the sidewalk as we pull up, and I jump out and climb him likea tree. His lips press into my neck as he heaves a sigh. “I’m never letting you go. I love you.”

Tears heat my eyes as I soak in his words. “I love you so much, Adon. I never thought my heart could be this full, but you healed it and made it whole again.”

He pulls back and presses his forehead to mine. “And you did the same to mine.”

Briefly, our lips graze, but he opens the back door and places me carefully inside, then buckles my seatbelt. “I’m sorry, I have to put you down so I can drive.”

Rhodes grips him into a tight embrace, then jumps in the passenger side before Adon gets behind the wheel and takes off. My hands slip around his shoulders, and he holds one as he steers.

“Sean was behind the shooting. Hired a couple of goons to fire at us in the shop. He admitted it to the police. Apparently, they want to offer him a plea deal. I heard everything while waiting for them to let me go in the next room.”

My eyes squeeze shut with relief. “So you’re not in any trouble?”

“No. My gun is legal, registered to me. Can’t even get me on assault or anything. The only thing is, if the club owner wants to press charges for me carrying inside, but he told Tarin no. That I did a good thing to keep the club clean.”

Rhodes smiles broadly, relaxing back in his seat. “Fuck, yes.”

“And Sean was the one who tried to steal your purse, tried to get your phone hacked to take care of the picture. But he admitted it because he threw his father under the bus, telling them all about his father’s premeditated plans to poison her with almond milk in the coffee shop. Apparently, Professor Harrison was onto your father and Meghan’s affair for a while. They only came after you because of that picture.”

“I didn’t even know I had it!”

Adon pats my hand and says, “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

Rhodes scans both of us with trepidatious eyes. “Do we think the professor will talk the police out of everything? Make them cover it all up?”

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