Page 57 of UnScripted

“He’s a good man Dev. He’d never hurt her.”

I snort, “They always say that.”

Picking up my bag, I head toward the door.

“Where you going sugar?”

“To save my best friend.”

“Who says she wants to be rescued?”

I falter, bag slipping on my shoulder. “Maybe you’re right. But I at least need to check.”

“Okay. But don’t put me in a bad spot between you and Smith.”

“Who? Who, would you choose?”

He closes his eyes, hands fisted by his sides, “You. I’d choose you, Dev.”

I gulp. He’s known Smith for years and me weeks. He’s the most loyal man I’ve ever met. And now he’s giving that loyalty to me. I turn away before he can see the tear slipping down my cheek as I open the door on the hunt for Smith and Luce.

“Thank God you’re here. I barged in every cabin looking for you and Smith. Caught an eyeful in more than a few, too.”

Luce lounges on the couch, remote in hand watching One Tree Hill. “What the hell is going on?”

“My cell’s dead. I forgot my charger.”

“And no one at the lake had one you could borrow?”

She shrugs, “As ifhewould let me.”

“Smith?”

She nods grinning wide. “Did you miss the two guards out back?”

“They must have seen it was Rog’s truck pulling up.”

“Where is your Silver Fox anyway?”

“Sassy’s. He said he needs to check on things. Besides, I need to actually sleep tonight.”

“So, he was good?”

“Like you wouldn’t believe. I’m so screwed. He doesn’t know and holy shit, did you meet my brother, Duke?”

“I did. He’s fine. If he wasn’t with Shanna—”

“As if Smith would ever let that happen.”

“He makes my toes curl.”

“Who? Smith or Duke?”

“Both.”

“Shanna’s gonna kick your ass.”

She shrugs, “Smith thinks I’m old lady material.”

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