teared up as she spoke the words.
“Come here, baby.” Without hesitation, Brook walked into the fold of his arms. “Nothing is going to happen to me. I promise. I’m very good at what I do and I won’t stop until everyone that poses a threat to you and the girls is eliminated,” he whispered into her ear.
Gage held her tight until the tears subsided. Even though he didn’t think Brook realized what she’d admitted to, hearing the confession that she loved him was balm to his dark soul.
“Let’s figure something out for lunch then we’ll take a hike around the area. I want to set up some surveillance equipment to ensure no one sneaks up on us,” Gage explained as he released her from his hold.
****
By eight that evening, they were dog tired. After a long, luke warm shower, Brooklyn allowed Gage to redress her wound. “Even though the temperature wasn’t overly hot, the water still felt heavenly. I’ve been fighting a headache for the last couple of hours. I think it’s lack of sleep,” Brook mindlessly jabbered while Gage applied the gauze and tape to her stitches.
“You can sleep soundly tonight. If anyone comes close to the cabin, the detection system will let us know,” he reassured her as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I’m going to take a quick shower. Why don’t you go ahead and crawl under the covers and see if you can relax enough to fall asleep,” Gage suggested before he closed the bathroom door.
Brooklyn quickly changed into her night gown and laid down. However, her brain wouldn’t slow down enough for her to relax which had become the typical pattern over the last year. She’d work herself into exhaustion every day in hopes she could fall asleep quickly but it never worked. Every night when she finally laid her head on her pillow, the doubts would manifest. Originally she’d second guessed her decision to call for help that night. If the girl’s had a bad day, she’d worry it was because she sent their daddy away. When she couldn’t pay a bill, Brooklyn blamed herself for not trying to hunt down Garret and beg him to come home. In the last week, she hadn’t been able to sleep because Sam had inconsiderately relayed the condition of Garret’s body when he was discovered in a ditch by the main road in town. Why would someone torture a fellow human being like that? Garret had suffered terribly before he passed. If she’d made him stop using drugs then he wouldn’t have died such a violent death. It didn’t matter how tired she was, sleep was elusive.
****
“Brook. Brook, wake up,” Gage shook her as he repeated her name. She gasped simultaneously and sat straight up in bed. “It was just a nightmare, baby. You’re safe.” Gage softly crooned as he hugged her tightly to his chest. “Do you remember what you were dreaming about?”
“We were back at the house and there were bullets flying all around us. I looked over at you and realized you’d been shot. Your eyes were open but you weren’t breathing. I started CPR but…”
“Don’t say another word. You’ll just get yourself upset. You’re lack of confidence in my military skills is really started to tick me off,” Gage scolded. “Now I’m going to get in this bed with you and explain what a superior soldier I am. Snuggle up next to me and lay your head on my shoulder.” Brook obeyed without argument.
Fifteen minutes later, Gage finally finished listing all of his expert combat skills. “Now do you understand why there’s no reason to worry about me?” Gage could feel her smile against his shoulder as she nodded.
“I couldn’t survive losing you so soon after Garret’s death. Ollie and Makynlee would be devastated if you were suddenly gone. They need a strong male figure in their lives. Children have to be loved and protected, especially little girls that don’t have a father.”
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