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“We’ll take you in, keep you overnight, and then escort you out of our fine town in the morning,” the deputy explained.

“Again, on what grounds? The fact we walked down the street and ate at a restaurant. Or the fact we spent five hundred bucks and let a hundred tip? Is that against the fuckin’ law?” Drake asked. “Yet, making threats and attempts at intimidation is illegal. Ain’t that right, Harley? You get all this?” Drake questioned, and I turned my head and saw Harley with his phone out recording this.

“Turn that off. I haven’t given permission,” the sheriff snapped.

“Kentucky is a one-party consent state, which, as this conversation involves all of us and we consented, my son can film us and your attempts at threats.”

“Parsons, get your lapdog and take a walk. Nobody has a record, and even if they did, no outstanding warrants exist. However, this is harassment, and it’s being recorded. You’ve no idea who these guys are, or you wouldn’t be causing such a fuss and being an idiot,” Savage ordered.

“Shut your mouth, Sawyer scum,” the sheriff shot back.

Drake’s eyes narrowed, and he drew himself up. “Tell me you got that,” he said to Harley.

“Loud and clear, Dad.”

“Send that video to your mom, get Steven on it, and then pass it to Antony and Andrew. They can contact the state senator for Kentucky and have him do a review of this asshole. And tell Phoe to send some lawyers out because we’re gonna need them if Doc Gibbons discovers what he thinks he will,” Drake demanded.

“Mommy? I thought you said the police were good guys!” Isla mumbled as tears rolled down her face.

“In Rapid City they are, don’t worry. Nobody here will let these idiots hurt you. They’re headed for a world of legal pain. Jett, Apache, take the girls back to the hotel,” Drake ordered. “Grace, go with them.”

Anxious, I looked between Savage and the kids and nodded reluctantly.

“We’re leaving now, sheriff,” I heard Drake say. “Should anyone try to stop us or cause trouble, remember this is being fully recorded, and you’ve no idea who you are messing with.”

“We don’t want his kind here,” Parsons spat.

“What? The innocent child of a rape? Did Savage ask to be born and for his father to be raped? No. But you small-minded assholes needed someone to blame and took it out on a kid.” Drake looked at those watching. “You are all fuckin’ big and brave, punishing a child for what his mother did. Makes me sick that you’re free to pollute the air of good people.”

“Move, Grace,” Savage said. Savage wrapped his arm around my waist and walked me speedily away.

I was grateful the girls had been moved before Drake spat his last words. We strolled back to the hotel, keeping a sharp eye out. When we arrived, the woman at the desk glanced at us and blushed.

“She’s sister to the diner lady,” Savage whispered, and Drake chuckled.

“Considering we just spent five hundred bucks, that’s gotta sting.” Harley laughed loudly.

The receptionist threw us a dirty look—even through her embarrassment—but we headed to our rooms. Karma lurked for those who were assholes.

Savage stopped by my door. “Are you going to be okay? Should I fly you and the girls home? It might be safer,” he suggested.

“If Grace goes, send someone else with her.” Jett squeezed past us. “Sin’s still threatening to do mean things to me,” he added, chuckling.

“I’m staying; this is nothing I haven’t seen before,” I said.

Savage looked guilty, so I reached out and grabbed his hand.

“I’m sorry, maybe—”

“Savage, not interested in hearing that maybe we should put the brakes on or whatever you were going to say. I don’t need your protection. I need you to treat me normally,” I interrupted.

“Okay,” Savage agreed. He leant forward and kissed me, leaving me yearning as always.

“One day, you’re going to fuck my brains out. I’m tired of being left needy,” I muttered, and Savage laughed.

“When we get home. We’ll find a babysitter,” he promised.

Savage

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