Page 42 of The Chase
He sent his woman a text. She could kick his ass for bothering her later.
Hey, honey, did you make it home okay?
He didn’t expect a reply, of course. But… a man in love could hope, right?
Leave me alone, Chase. I’m trying to sleep here. And I don’t want nightmares about you.
Just checking on the love of my life and our baby.
Bull poop. I am not your love. And I never will be. So just forget whatever you are planning.
A sound from the baby monitor had him pausing. Bronte was fussing again.
But honey, I am a changed man…love has redeemed me—brb. Baby awake.
He hit send, then stood.
Daddy-duty called.
She could just imaginehim in basketball shorts and nothing else, rocking Bronte back to sleep. The jerk.
She wasnotgoing to lie there in her bed, after almost losing her brother and best friend to a raving lunatic andnotbe able to sleep because of that toad. She just wasn’t.
But she would be lying if she said she wasn’t waiting for him to text back.
She grabbed her phone and looked at the text. And then wished she hadn’t.
He’d sent a photo. Of him. And a beautiful baby girl.
The jerk.
He just did not know what he was doing to her.
Then again, he was diabolical. Maybe he did.
But his arms had felt so strong around her tonight. He’d made her feel safe, like the world was right again. And she’d seen him with Garth and Janie and even the kids. Kurt had genuinelycaredabout all of them. And when Luna Sandoval had shown up with a few things for the kids and Janie, she’d seen how he treated her, too. Protective. Like Greer’s own brothers were with her.
And he had been there every single time Greer could have possibly needed something. Just right there.
With her.
She couldn’t forget that.
She really wished he was with her right now—maybe then she wouldn’t feel so alone tonight. She…wantedto be with him now. Wanted him to be holding her. Everything feltrightwhen he was holding her now.
As she sat there on the edge of her bed it sank in. Her mother had said that.It would feelright.When it was the right man.
She didn’t know if Kurt would ever be that right man. But maybe it was time she actively tried to find out? Finish this between them once and for all. He’d said he loved her. More times than she count right now. She just…didn’t know if she believed him at all.
It was time for some answers. She couldn’t keep driving herself crazy this way. She just couldn’t.
She was going to come up with a plan on how to deal with that man head on. Because one thing was certain: She wasn’t so through with Kurtland Tyson after all.
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It had beena week since what had happened to Garth’s wife and his former son-in-law. And Greer’s brother and best friend. Kurt was trying to run the ranch that was the backbone of his empire without Garth now. The older man had always been so invaluable. And he was trying to make sure to spend as much time with the girls as he could. But whatever had happened to his ranch in Oklahoma—it had definitely been arson. Kurt just didn’t know who had that much of a problem with him.
He had one more hour on the clock and then he was getting out of there for a while. Greer’s older sister—the fairy, not the scary—had invited him for dinner at the ranch with the rest of the Hillers. She’d called him personally. And had even said Greer was okay with it. If he brought the girls, and if he behaved himself.
