Page 73 of High Side
“Geoff, security, and at last count, your dad was going for him too.”
“Oh good. Tell Dad not to get arrested.”
Was this a thing? Seriously? Kylie’s dad seemed so…mild. “Your mom did.”
“Oh, cool. He can get fired up.”
“Wow.” She grinned as Kylie’s mom put a chair under her ass. “Thank you.” She plopped down and gulped in a huge breath.
“Are you okay, honey? Do you need an orange juice? A doctor?”
She blinked up at Kylie’s mom, her head swimming.
“Let me get the nurse.”
Brit tried to shake her head, but before she could, Kim as gone. Then a nurse was there, checking her vitals and putting her head between her knees while someone else brought her an orange juice and some animal crackers.
Then the doctor was right there, checking her eyes and bruises and all hell had broken out.
“Sorry. I’m fine. I just—”
“Hush, now.” Kim patted her back. “You’ve had a rough day.”
“No shit,” Ky murmured. “You’re okay, baby. I mean, if you have to melt down, you’re in a hospital.”
She snorted, the sound echoing in her ears. “Just shocky, I promise.”
“Still sucks. Geoff’s got him now. Assuming Liz and Dad don’t eat him.” Kylie chuckled, the sound nice and evil.
“They can chew on a leg, at least.” Okay. She was going to live, but, man, that had been crazy scary.
“Yeah. Someone should video it all, put it on Court Case or something.”
She rolled her eyes at Kylie. “I will beat you, even with your bad leg.”
“It sucks. I won’t be on the river until next spring.”
“Well, the season is nearly over. It will be drying up soon too much for a good trip.”
“Yeah. But I might have to move the office outside so I can get the sun before winter sets in.” Kylie winked, and she had to laugh.
“My outdoor girl,” Kylie’s mom murmured.
“Dammit.” Kylie’s dad came back into the room. “They wouldn’t let me near him.”
“Good. Did they arrest him?” Brittany was done with this shit. Utterly done.
“Yes. Liz and Lupe both approved. They said they were heading home to check on things, and that they would bring some supplies back in a few hours.”
“Good deal.” She reached out, holding Kylie’s hand. “I did make the guest bed up for y’all, whenever you’re ready. I’ll stay here tonight with Ky.”
“Are you sure? You had a rough day.”
Brit nodded at Ky’s mom. “Yeah. Yeah, I want to be here. I know he’s in jail, but…”
“But you need to be here with her.” Kylie’s dad gave her a nod and a smile. “Good deal. I approve.”
“Thanks.” She chuckled as Kylie winked at her.
