Page 80 of Unrivaled Love
"Who's going up?" Crosby asks tentatively.
"Shoot for it?"
Instinctively we all turn to the person closest to us and begin playing Rock, Paper, Scissors.
It is how we settle things.
It's single elimination for quick scenarios like this but Crosby and Duncan seem to be stuck in a tie, each throwing paper multiple times in a row.
Finally Duncan prevails with a gusty scissors and Crosby turns to face off against Aiden who lost to Emmett.
Aiden throws rock and Crosby goes against his instincts and throws scissors.
"Shit." Crosby grumbles as he turns to the ladder. "Shouldn't Young Gun do it since he's the tallest?"
"I won the round fair and square." Aiden replies.
Crosby exhales through his mouth and starts to climb. "At least hold it so I don't drop to my death!" He yells from the second rung.
"We’ve got you, Crocs." I assure him as we take our places on either side of the ladder.
Crosby ascends another rung, exhales, and then another.
"Stop shaking it!" He yells at us but he's barely four feet off the ground.
"We're not!" Duncan snaps back indignant.
"Boys?" Harper asks as she turns the corner. "Wouldn’t it be easier to use this?"
I turn and see her holding up a house key between her fingers. "A key?!" I practically screech.
"Yeah it was in a hide-a-key rock on the front porch."
We all start walking towards her.
"Don't abandon me!" Crosby yells from the ladder. I reach for the keys from Harper as Duncan and Emmett head back to help Crosby make his way down.
"What the fuck?" A new voice calls out and we all freeze. My eyes connect with Aiden’s before I glance over at the others. They are just as startled and give me tiny shrugs or shakes of their head.
We could be caught by some gunslinging cowgirl neighbor and be toast.
Slowly I turn and raise my hands above my head. I'm a quarter the way around when the most beautiful words I've ever heard caress my ears.
"Cap? What the fuck are you doing here?"
I spin the rest of the way and start running full out to wrap Bryson in my arms. He's looking a little worse for wear and has only his boxers on. With him in my arms I pivot to take in the woman, who must be Jo Hamilton, wearing a Renegades shirt and gym shorts, probably Brsyon's.
Huh, maybe they weren't in peril after all.
Chapter 26
Bryson
A Drive to the Vet
Seeingmyteammatesthismorning was not on my bingo card. It wasn't even remotely a possibility as I followed Jo down the trail back to the house.
The plan was to come back, freshen up, and then walk to town so we could eat a real meal, hopefully charge our phones, and then call our families for help.
