Page 40 of Forget me Knot
“All seems clear,” he says. “No sign of Nigel or anyone else suspicious.”
“Good. Let’s hope it stays that way.”
On our way upstairs, Jack’s phone buzzes. “It’s Sam. He’s back.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Good news or bad?”
He shrugs. “Doesn’t say. Guess we’ll find out soon enough.”
Our fingers brush, and I feel that familiar spark when we both reach for the door. Our eyes meet, but he clears his throat. “I’ll see you inside, and then I’ll go down and let him in.”
“Okay,” I bleat, wishing things weren’t like this. I hover in the doorway, glancing over my shoulder to see that Emily is already asleep on the pullout sofa. She must’ve been exhausted after being on the run.
Moments later, I see Jack and Sam coming up the stairs and slip out, closing the door quietly so we can talk without waking Emily up.
“Well?” I ask, not bothering with pleasantries.
Sam grins. “Hello, to you too.”
“Get on with it,” I snap, my nerves on edge.
Sam grins and holds his hands up. “Wow, is that the thanks I get for sorting this out?”
“Your family will take Emily?”
“Yeah. Mum is ecstatic although she is trying not to show it for fear of making everyone feel bad, they aren’t her omega daughter, like, but yeah. The pack is buzzing, and Dad is already sharpening his knife in case that enforcer guy shows up.”
“Seriously?” I ask, choking up as tears prick my eyes.
He gives me a soft stare. “Yeah, seriously.”
“Thank you, Sam, and please pass on my thanks to your family’s pack. I’ll send a big bouquet of flowers to your mum tomorrow.”
“She’ll like that,” he says, his gaze lingering on mine in all the right ways.
“When are they expecting her?” Jack asks quietly.
“Tomorrow. We can’t move her now when it’s dead as a doornail outside. We need the cover of activity, and tomorrow will be better because the Council is going to be on the green planning their summer festival. It will be buzzing.”
I nod and then frown. “Didn’t you have a shift tonight?”
He chuckles. “Yeah, I’m going now.”
“Okay,” I say, feeling a bit disappointed. “Well, thanks again for everything.”
Sam nods, his eyes lingering on mine for a moment longer. “No problem. I’ll see you both tomorrow morning.”
Jack walks him to the door, and I can hear their low murmurs as they talk. When Jack comes back up, there’s a thoughtful look on his face.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Yeah,” he says, running a hand through his hair. “It’s a lot to process, you know?”
I nod, understanding completely. “Tell me about it.”
We stand there for a moment, the silence stretching between us. There’s so much I want to say, but I’m not sure how to start.
“We should probably get some rest,” Jack says finally. “Big day tomorrow.”
