okay? I mean, Jay was doing enough of a number on him, but I saw that punch you knocked him out with.” I laughed, unsure if she approved of it or not.
“Baby, I would floor anyone who messed with you or one of your friends.”
Jenny was still shaking, so I got up and poured her a single malt scotch.
“Here, have a drink to calm your nerves.” I passed her the tumbler and sat back down beside her, putting my arm around her.
“Aren’t you having one?”
“No, I don’t drink.” Her brow creased at my answer, but it didn’t stop her from knocking back the amber liquid.
“I’m so worried about Abbie.”
“Of course you are, and if there’s anything I can do to help her, just say.”
“Jay convinced me to let him take her to his house, where the best doctors will see to her. He’s a loaded and all, he can make that happen.” I squeezed her shoulder.
“That’s great babe, she’s going to be well taken care of, you don’t need to worry.”
Jenny set her empty glass down and slid her hands over my shirt, my abs hard underneath. Her hands moved under my suit jacket and up my back. She pulled herself toward me and rested her head on my chest. Her hands squeezed my back but she otherwise stayed motionless.
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight. We stayed like that for several minutes, and I never wanted to let her go. Even with all the shit going on in my life, her presence chilled me out. The way she cared for Abbie, for her mom. Jenny was perfect. Far too perfect for me.
She pulled back and looked up at me. “I have to go find Sam and Marla and tell them.”
I let her go, knowing that was what she needed to do right now. Abbie’s well being was all that mattered to her right now. Jenny would do everything in her power to keep everyone filled in and she’d be stressing over this for ages.
Jenny’s everything Raylene isn’t. I couldn’t help but visualize Harlan in Jenny’s arms. She was exactly what my son needed. But I just couldn’t see a way to taint Jenny with my life.
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I walked out of Collin’s office, stunned at the way he had handled the attack on Abbie as well as the way he comforted me afterwards. When I first went to his office that night, I’d thought he was going to bend me over his desk and fuck me hard. Instead, after Abbie, he only cared about how I was feeling.
For some reason that shocked me. I guess I’d been thinking he only wanted me for one thing: sex. But tonight made me think otherwise.
The way he’d sprung into action for Abbie, getting her tainted glass and having the blond whisked off to the police. I don’t know why but for some reason I hadn’t expected it.
And my god, the way he knocked the guy out with one punch shocked the hell out of me: I didn’t know he could fight like that. Not that it was much of a fight, he only needed on punch to knock the guy unconscious. When did he learn to do that? I’d thought he was just a suit-wearing business owner.
Once through the heavy door marking the private section of Collin’s area, I pushed my way through the noisy dance floor, searching for Marla and Sam. They were nowhere in sight so I started on the tables, stools and benches that ringed the room.
Holy cow, was that for real? They were sitting side by side on a bench against the wall, each with their mouths locked on what could only be a set of twins. Damn, I didn’t want to break up that kind of fun, but I had to, Abbie mattered more.
I marched up to them. None of the four noticed me standing in front of them, so I whacked the backs of Sam and Marla’s heads at the same time.
They both yanked away from their men in confusion.
“Jenny? What the fuck?” Marla said.
“Yeah lady, can’t you see we’re busy here?”
“It’s an emergency, you need to come with me, now.” I gritted my teeth as I said now and tugged on their hands.
The two must’ve sensed the seriousness in my voice and stood.
“Whoa, ladies, you’re leaving
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