Page 219 of Forever Never
She sprang for Warren’s gun and wrestled it out of his grasp. “I’ve seen too many movies where the dead bad guy comes back to life.”
Brick took the weapon from her and holstered his own.
Behind him, three more officers and Special Agent Brice sloshed through the water.
And then he was picking her up and cradling her against him. She broke then. But he only held on tighter. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”
“Did Hadley—”
“She told me,” he confirmed, stroking a big hand over her abused hair.
“Is Camille—”
“Camille is wrapped up in rescue blankets and furious with you. I told her to get in line.”
“Did I do good?” she asked between sobs.
“Baby, you saved the day.”
“You shot the bad guy,” she pointed out.
“Yeah, but you got to kick him in the balls.”
“You saw that?” She smiled against his chest.
“After I recovered from the heart attack you caused. Hurling Camille overboard. Beaching the boat like that. I saw him hit you, Remington.”
She could hear it in his voice. Knew it would be a memory that would haunt him forever.
“I knew you’d find me. I knew you’d get him.”
“You’re damn right you knew,” he whispered against her hair.
“Your dad, Brick,” she stiffened at the memory. “He was trying to help me pull White inside, and Warren shot him.”
“I know. He’s going to be okay. He’s being ferried to the mainland for surgery but he’s awake and alert.”
“It wasn’t his fault,” Remi pressed. “I’m the one who opened the door.”
“Vorhees was preying on your heart. He tried to use your humanity against you, and look where it got him.”
“Is he dead?” she asked.
“He is,” Brick promised.
She blew out a breath. “Okay. I think I want some breakfast now.”
His laugh was a low rumble in his chest. “Baby doll, you’re just going to have to let me hold you for a few years first. I don’t think I’m going to be ready to let go of you long enough for breakfast.”
“I’m okay with that.”
“You’re a hell of a girl, Remington Honeysuckle.”
“I’m your girl,” she reminded him as he slowly picked his way down the beach. “Where are we going?”
“Back to the boat so I can examine every inch of you and make sure you’re really okay.”
“We’re not having boat sex in front of a bunch of cops, perv.”
