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the pond?” Kelly laughed.
“Because he saw me swimmin’ in the pond, after he told me not to.”
“Ah. Well then, proceed,” Kelly said, letting Tabitha go, watching her take off like a bullet out the front door and down the steps.
She turned her attention back to Emma and noticed that she had stopped moving. Her back was ramrod straight, and the whites of her knuckles were firmly gripping the sharp knife. Standing slowly, she moved a step closer to Emma, and speaking in a very calm voice, she said, “Emma, are you okay?”
Emma never moved. Her breathing was erratic, and her protective stance was still very firm. The moment Kelly took another step, Tucker ran through the back door calling for Tabby, letting the door slam. Emma instantly turned with knife in hand and froze, never feeling the slice of the cold metal across her palm.
“Emma! You’re bleeding,” Tucker said, moving toward her, but was stopped when Kelly shouted, “Do not move, Tucker!”
“What the hell, Kelly, she’s bleeding.”
“I know, but Emma is not herself right now. I need you to walk behind me and go find your brothers and get someone to watch over Tabby. I will be fine here with Miss Emma. Isn’t that right, Emma? You and I are going to sit and have ourselves a nice little conversation,” Kelly said, looking directly at Emma.
Kelly moved and pulled out a chair for Emma to sit. When Emma didn’t move, Kelly slowly walked over to her. “Okay, Emma, I am going to touch your arm and help you over to that chair. Then we are going to sit down, okay?”
The moment Kelly touched Emma’s elbow, Emma snapped out of her daze and blinked, dropping the knife on the floor. The instant pain from the cut on her palm grabbed her attention, and Emma turned to run her bleeding hand under water. She didn’t stop Kelly when she wrapped a towel around her hand and guided her to the table. When they both were seated, Emma looked up at Kelly as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I did it again, didn’t I?”
“It’s okay, Emma, we just need to figure out why, and we will, just as soon as you open up and start talking. Till then, don’t worry. I’ve got your back,” Kelly said, wrapping her arms around Emma as she cried.
Neither woman noticed the three men standing off to the side in the kitchen, watching the scene unfold.
* * * *
Travis sat in the living room with his brothers, listening to Kelly reassure Emma that everything was going to be okay, but he just wasn’t so sure himself. Things had gotten way out of hand fast and it was time for them to take action. They wanted Emma safe, but as long as someone was after her, she never would be.
They didn’t know who was after her, nor did they really care. They all just wanted the asshole gone. Since the last episode with Doc, where Emma took off, nothing had been resolved. Sure, Kelly came by every day. What the girls talked about, he had no clue, but there was no new information. It was grating his nerves. He felt like shaking the information out of Emma. Every time he would try and bring it up, Emma would say nothing, saying she couldn’t remember. Something had to be done. He was literally tired of this shit. Everyone was on pins and needles. Anybody coming to the ranch was a suspect and over the last few days it had gotten so bad that the boys were all sleeping with guns in their rooms, just waiting for any kind of noise. If someone didn’t take charge soon, this was going to end badly.
“I have had it with this shit,” Tate whispered.
“We can’t do anything till she tells us who is after her,” Tucker replied, standing near the window, watching the road.
“This sitting around and waiting is for the birds,” Tate said angrily. “Why won’t she say who is after her?”
“She will when she is ready,” advised Tucker.
“Fuck that. She has more to answer for. We need to find out where she has been for the last seven years, and then maybe we can start to
“Because he saw me swimmin’ in the pond, after he told me not to.”
“Ah. Well then, proceed,” Kelly said, letting Tabitha go, watching her take off like a bullet out the front door and down the steps.
She turned her attention back to Emma and noticed that she had stopped moving. Her back was ramrod straight, and the whites of her knuckles were firmly gripping the sharp knife. Standing slowly, she moved a step closer to Emma, and speaking in a very calm voice, she said, “Emma, are you okay?”
Emma never moved. Her breathing was erratic, and her protective stance was still very firm. The moment Kelly took another step, Tucker ran through the back door calling for Tabby, letting the door slam. Emma instantly turned with knife in hand and froze, never feeling the slice of the cold metal across her palm.
“Emma! You’re bleeding,” Tucker said, moving toward her, but was stopped when Kelly shouted, “Do not move, Tucker!”
“What the hell, Kelly, she’s bleeding.”
“I know, but Emma is not herself right now. I need you to walk behind me and go find your brothers and get someone to watch over Tabby. I will be fine here with Miss Emma. Isn’t that right, Emma? You and I are going to sit and have ourselves a nice little conversation,” Kelly said, looking directly at Emma.
Kelly moved and pulled out a chair for Emma to sit. When Emma didn’t move, Kelly slowly walked over to her. “Okay, Emma, I am going to touch your arm and help you over to that chair. Then we are going to sit down, okay?”
The moment Kelly touched Emma’s elbow, Emma snapped out of her daze and blinked, dropping the knife on the floor. The instant pain from the cut on her palm grabbed her attention, and Emma turned to run her bleeding hand under water. She didn’t stop Kelly when she wrapped a towel around her hand and guided her to the table. When they both were seated, Emma looked up at Kelly as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I did it again, didn’t I?”
“It’s okay, Emma, we just need to figure out why, and we will, just as soon as you open up and start talking. Till then, don’t worry. I’ve got your back,” Kelly said, wrapping her arms around Emma as she cried.
Neither woman noticed the three men standing off to the side in the kitchen, watching the scene unfold.
* * * *
Travis sat in the living room with his brothers, listening to Kelly reassure Emma that everything was going to be okay, but he just wasn’t so sure himself. Things had gotten way out of hand fast and it was time for them to take action. They wanted Emma safe, but as long as someone was after her, she never would be.
They didn’t know who was after her, nor did they really care. They all just wanted the asshole gone. Since the last episode with Doc, where Emma took off, nothing had been resolved. Sure, Kelly came by every day. What the girls talked about, he had no clue, but there was no new information. It was grating his nerves. He felt like shaking the information out of Emma. Every time he would try and bring it up, Emma would say nothing, saying she couldn’t remember. Something had to be done. He was literally tired of this shit. Everyone was on pins and needles. Anybody coming to the ranch was a suspect and over the last few days it had gotten so bad that the boys were all sleeping with guns in their rooms, just waiting for any kind of noise. If someone didn’t take charge soon, this was going to end badly.
“I have had it with this shit,” Tate whispered.
“We can’t do anything till she tells us who is after her,” Tucker replied, standing near the window, watching the road.
“This sitting around and waiting is for the birds,” Tate said angrily. “Why won’t she say who is after her?”
“She will when she is ready,” advised Tucker.
“Fuck that. She has more to answer for. We need to find out where she has been for the last seven years, and then maybe we can start to
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