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All she knew was that she felt safe in Reuben’s arms and if he killed Eric, then he’d likely go to jail. And since she didn’t want to let him go, she’d have to go to jail as well.
“I don’t want to go to jail. Orange isn’t my color.” Faith turned toward Alejandro as she said that because she figured he’d want to know.
“But you’d look good in orange,” she told Alejandro. “You’d look good in anything. Except maybe white. I mean, it would suit your skin tone, but you know, you’re not really a white sort of guy.”
Amusement filled Alejandro’s face. “She’s cute like this.”
Reuben made a warning noise.
She turned her gaze back to his. “Don’t be jelly, Daddy. Green isn’t your color.” She lightly patted his face. “And I’ve only got eyes for you.”
“Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?” Reuben demanded.
She studied him for a long moment, then she shook her head.
“Do not lie to me.”
“I’m not.” She went over everything that had happened.
Reuben turned and sat her on the counter. He removed her handbag before lifting her top up. She yelped, but he just gently touched her stomach where Eric had kicked her. Then he carefully inspected her throat. It was a bit tender but nothing bad.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Alejandro.”
That was all he said. But Alejandro seemed to know what he wanted.
“I’ll call Aaron, tell him you’re stopping by. We’ll take care of all of this. Nighthawk said there were no calls to the cops. Which is surprising in a neighborhood like this.”
“One of the neighbors is really old and goes to bed at like seven,” she explained even though Alejandro hadn’t been talking to her. “She rarely wears her hearing aids. The other neighbors have got their music up loud. Also, I think they smoke a lot of happy drugs. So they’re probably spaced out. And the ones across the road are away.”
“Convenient,” the Scot said as he joined them, holding her phone.
She took it, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw it still worked.
“Well, not when he was chasing us around,” she pointed out. “Or when he tried to strangle me.”
Reuben picked her up again and tried to give her to Alejandro. “Take her.”
“No way.”
“I’m going to kill him. Take her.”
“Daddy, no. I don’t want to go to Alejandro. I want you to hold me. I feel safe with you. And I don’t want to go to jail.”
“You wouldn’t be going to jail,” Reuben told her.
“I would because I’m never letting you go.”
Reuben let out a deep sigh. “Fuck.”
She buried her face in his neck, breathing him in. “I wanna go home.”
Something was trying to punch past the wall she’d put up. The one that was keeping her emotions at bay.
“Take her home. It’s going to hit her soon and she’s going to need you with her. We have this,” Alejandro said. “Your priority is Faith.”
“Fuck. Fine.”
“What about the girl?” the Scot asked. “She looks like she doesn’t want to leave him.”
