Page 102 of Wild Card

“You can walk after we’ve had your head examined.” He whisks me off my feet and through the room.

“See you this weekend, Willow!” Rowan calls after me, waving happily like a kid in an amusement park

Not like a woman who recently witnessed a family smack down.

Talon stops by my passenger side. “Unlock the door, beautiful.”

“Aren’t I driving?”

“Not until we know you’re okay.”

“What about your truck?”

“Drove the bike today. Major’s getting it home.”

That explains the object flying through the air. I hand over my fob and don’t argue when he clicks me into my seat.

While he walks around the car, I take the seconds to soak him in.

Yep, totally drool-worthy.

14

TALON

The tugon my shirt pulls my attention from the scene in Willow’s backyard. Wyatt looks at me curiously, slipping his hand in mine.

“What’s up, little man?”

“Daddy said that Lolo got hurt again. Is that why he’s mad?”

I watch Rosie, Lynden, Chase, Sterling, and Willow all motioning in different directions, talking over each other. Given the small size of her yard, it’s a wonder one of them hasn’t gotten a black eye yet. They have two more minutes until I break in. Willow’s had enough family arguments today.

“I don’t think your dad is mad. He’s worried. She hit her head pretty hard.”

“I hit my head last week.”

I raise my eyebrows, sucking in an exaggerated breath. “Did it hurt?”

“Yep, but Daddy said my noggin is hard and I’d be okay.”

“Well, it’s cool to have a doctor as a dad.”

“You think Lolo’s noggin is hard?”

“Oh yeah, buddy. She’s very hard-headed. But her hit caused a big bump.”

“That why she was wearing ice?”

“Sure is.”And she should still be icing it.

“Uh-oh, Grandma Ro looks miffed.”

I bite back my grin at his depiction, but damn if he isn’t right. Rosie’s face is so red, she should blow steam any second.

Lynden releases a loud shout that will have the neighbors coming out soon.

“Let’s get your Aunt Lolo back to the sofa. She needs off her feet.”

---