Page 74 of Her Loving Hero

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Emily dida round of introductions and didn’t blame Riya in the slightest for bailing as soon as the luggage was unloaded. Since she’d left, Wyatt had managed to get the beds delivered. He truly could work miracles.

“Carly, why don’t we get you into bed. Kenna said that was the best thing for you,” Emily said.

Emily about did a fist pump when Kristi let out a big yawn. “Honey, are you tired too? Jet leg can really hit you hard.”

Kristi looked about five years old when she nodded on another huge yawn her head and her blonde hair went flying. Emily went into the guest room and helped them get situated.

Despite how tired she was, Carly caught Emily’s arm in the hallway and dragged her into the bathroom. “Are you okay? Do we need to find a hotel?”

“Huh?”

Where was this coming from?

“Emily, there’s only three bedrooms and five of us. Are you sleeping double with Scott, I mean Wyatt?”

They’d already had a little bit of a blow-up about that a half hour earlier, but Carly just wasn’t up to her fighting weight, and Wyatt had managed to put a stopper in the whole thing by saying how much she’d impressed him in Oman.

“No, we’re not sleeping double.”

Carly leaned heavily against the bathroom wall and blew out a deep breath. “Okay, no sleeping double. But there are definite vibes.”

“Carly, you need to sleep,” Emily said.

“Where are you sleeping? Where’s Wyatt sleeping? I want to make sure that we’re not pushing you into something you’re not ready for.”

Emily felt her heart melt. If her sister didn’t look like she would either pass out or throw-up on her, she’d hug her.

“Trust me Honey, Wyatt is not pushing me past my comfort zone. He’s one of life’s good guys.”

Carly nodded, then lurched to the toilet and heaved.

Emily helped her into bed and called Kenna again while Ben and Wyatt were back putting the Batcave room back together.

Kenna figured that now all of the opiates were out of Carly’s system, she should be on the road to recovery, and she could start taking Tylenol for the pain. She put her phone down on the kitchen counter next to Ben and saw that there were four missed messages from an unknown number.

“Ben, somebody’s really trying to get ahold of you,” Emily said as she held out his phone to him. “You had it on vibrate.”

Ben put the phone on speaker and played the message.

“I’m calling from the pay phone here at the bus station in South Bend,” the young man’s voice said.

“It’s Luke,” Ben said excitedly.

“Kyle’s with me. I need you to wire us some money so we can catch a bus out to San Diego.” He ended the call by saying, “This is the number to the pay phone, I’m not sure I’ll here it because it’s loud like a fucking bus station, but I’ll also try to keep calling you.”

Emily glanced over at Wyatt and saw his look of stunned wonderment.

“That’s quite a family you have there, Mr. Leeds,” she whispered softly as Ben dialed.

“Can you believe it?”

“Of course, I can, they’re like you and their older brother.”

“Luke! Where the fuck have you been? You fucking asshole, why did you run off like that? You scared the living hell out of me. Do you-”

Wyatt held out his hand. “Hand the phone to me,” he directed Ben.