Page 61 of No Apologies
“Not that I know of but I haven’t exactly had a chance to interrogate the neighbors yet.”
“Course not, been too busy babysitting your girlfriend.”
Colt growled, “Leave her out of this.”
He realized his mistake as soon as Lincoln’s scowl turned into a smirk. He’d been calling Colt out about his friendship with Skylar for months. He was always poking and prodding at him about being sweet on the girl but every time Colt had always rebutted with the truth that she wasn’t his girlfriend. He hadn’t this time and that was far more telling than it would have been if his cousin had walked in and found him kissing the girl.
“Gonna be hard to do that considering they hit her shop too.”
In an attempt to change the subject Colt cleared his throat, “They. You think it was more than one person?”
Lincoln nodded, “Probably. Like I said, it’s a lot of damage for one guy to do by himself.”
“I thought the same thing.”
“So the question is, who’ve you pissed off lately Cuz?”
Colt fought the urge to lash out and took a deep breath before he responded evenly, “This isn’t somebody I pissed off, Link. This is someonewepissed off.”
“How do you figure that?”
“Look at the damn wall. It’s an issue with all of us. This is Bomar shit.”
Lincoln stared at the writing on the wall and then lowered his voice considerably, “Maybe but they went after you for a reason. It’s got to be somebody you’re connected to. Maybe a sore loser from the fights?”
That was exactly what he had been thinking so he simply nodded. They couldn’t get into this conversation here. Not with Deputy Trebly standing a few feet away talking to Skylar and her brother but most likely eavesdropping on them. This was a discussion for later, somewhere private where there was only family around.
“Where’s Remy?” Lincoln asked instead of elaborating.
“He’s in back with Skylar’s assistant I think. The girl cut her hand on some glass and he was cleaning it up for her.”
Colt ignored the confused look that crossed his cousin’s face. He was pretty confused himself. Now that he thought about it, he realized that not only had his older brother offered to help Rachel and taken her to the back but he hadn’t come out. The girl seemed to hate being around crowds, particularly of men, so if Remy was keeping her company back there instead of bringing her out among the growing group, that was even more confusing.
Remy doing something nice for somebody other than himself? It was best not to mention that weirdness to Lincoln until he had a better idea what was going on. He was still trying to figure his brother out and this was more evidence that Remy wasn’t quite the careless, selfish bastard Colt had always pegged him as.
“Hey, check it out…” Lincoln’s voice pulled his attention back to their conversation, “Looks like your girlfriend’s boyfriend just showed up.”
Colt flipped back to the front of the store and felt his fists clench all over again. Watching Trey walk through the door of his shop and wrap Skylar in a hug made his blood pressure skyrocket. He felt like his head was going to explode.
What the hell was Trey doing here? Why had he come? Why was he touching Skylar? She’d told him they broke up.
“We need to go next door and check the damage to fill out your report.” Deputy Trebly was telling Skylar.
“Um… yeah, just give me a second would you?”
She glanced over her shoulder at Colt, worry darkening her eyes and he clenched his fists. Was she worried about him seeing her hug Trey? Well, she shouldn’t be. He didn’t care. Nope. Didn’t give a shit. She could hug whoever she wanted. She wasn’t his. She would never be his.
Colt turned on his heel to go to the back and check on Remy and Rachel. It would give him something to do other than beat the shit out of Skylar’s boyfriend. And he didn’t feel like going to jail for murder today.
He didn’t care if she was getting back together with Trey. Didn’t care if they’d never really broken up. He didn’t care. Yeah, and if he kept telling himself that it just might be true… eventually.
