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noted.
“Straight to voicemail,” Justin informed them, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “He was heading into the station. You know how he is.”
Nikki nodded. “Probably lost track of time.”
“So, is everything set for tomorrow?” Dylan changed the subject.
“The food will be there in time. Toby, from the café, volunteered to man the grills with help from some of the others. Steve, over at the church, is taking over the tables and chairs they use for their parties. I’ll meet with him to get everything set up,” Ben told them.
“I’ll catch up with Ben along with some of the older teenagers. They’ll help us get everything done in time,” Justin added.
They heard a car door and waited as Brandon walked in and joined them in the living room, still in uniform. Brandon nodded to Dylan.
“Sorry I’m late, but something came up.”
Everyone remained silent at his sombre tone.
“RJ, man… I’m sorry. Someone broke into your shop and tore it up pretty bad.”
RJ jumped to his feet before the others could even react.
“RJ, wait!” Nikki grabbed hold of his arm. He tried to shake her off but she held firm.
Brandon blocked his way. “I know you want to see, but I need to ask you a few questions first.”
RJ shook his head. “No, we all know who did this.” He looked back at Dylan.
“I’ll call Mike and have him meet us there,” Dylan said, taking charge. “You and Nikki go ahead with Justin and Ben and head over. I’ll ride with Brandon and explain on the way.”
“Now, wait just a damn minute!” Brandon ordered loudly to the whole room. “I’m the sheriff and I have some damn questions!”
RJ could feel his wolf close to the surface. He wanted to find that coward Samson and smash his face in. He rolled to the balls of his feet in preparation of jumping around the sheriff. He didn’t give a damn what the man said. He wanted to go, now.
“Brandon,” Dylan spoke calmly. “Let RJ go. I’ll explain everything.”
Brandon sighed but waved a hand. “It’s a crime scene so don’t go in without me,” he reminded.
RJ nodded and, as gently as he could, grabbed Nikki’s hand to pull her with him. He didn’t care if Ben and Justin caught up or not, but he wasn’t letting Nikki out of his sight.
Justin hit the unlock on his SUV. “I’ll drive.”
RJ let Nikki manoeuvre him into the back seat while Ben jumped into the passenger seat. The doors had barely closed before Justin took off. RJ was glad the other man was moving. Energy pumped through his body and only the fact that Nikki was rubbing his arms and legs kept him calm at all.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, kissing the base of his neck.
He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. “My last mission was the rescue of the feline Prince Zachary,” he started.
He heard the gasp from the front seat but Nikki just took his hand and gave it a squeeze.
“His cousin knew that Zach had mated with another cat—a bobcat who ran the unit I was in—and our departure was an opportunity,” he explained. “Before we left for the mission, Casey asked a favour of me. I’d done all of the unit’s tats but he wanted a special one for him and Zach. He wanted matching mate tats so that, when he wasn’t with his mate, he could always see him.”
He opened his eyes and pulled her close. “I drew their mate in cat form on each other’s chest. Zach’s lion over Casey’s heart and Casey’s bobcat over Zach’s. They were the most important pieces I ever did.”
“That’s wonderful,” she told him, running her hand over his throat to grab his chin. “I love it.”
He nodded, glad she understood. “That’s what I want to offer. That tattoo kept Casey sane while we were searching for Zach. He had his love with him in some way.”
“He won’t get away with it,” she promised then kissed him.
RJ let her control the kiss and just enjoyed having her close. When she broke off to snuggle into his chest, he held her
“Straight to voicemail,” Justin informed them, slipping his phone back into his pocket. “He was heading into the station. You know how he is.”
Nikki nodded. “Probably lost track of time.”
“So, is everything set for tomorrow?” Dylan changed the subject.
“The food will be there in time. Toby, from the café, volunteered to man the grills with help from some of the others. Steve, over at the church, is taking over the tables and chairs they use for their parties. I’ll meet with him to get everything set up,” Ben told them.
“I’ll catch up with Ben along with some of the older teenagers. They’ll help us get everything done in time,” Justin added.
They heard a car door and waited as Brandon walked in and joined them in the living room, still in uniform. Brandon nodded to Dylan.
“Sorry I’m late, but something came up.”
Everyone remained silent at his sombre tone.
“RJ, man… I’m sorry. Someone broke into your shop and tore it up pretty bad.”
RJ jumped to his feet before the others could even react.
“RJ, wait!” Nikki grabbed hold of his arm. He tried to shake her off but she held firm.
Brandon blocked his way. “I know you want to see, but I need to ask you a few questions first.”
RJ shook his head. “No, we all know who did this.” He looked back at Dylan.
“I’ll call Mike and have him meet us there,” Dylan said, taking charge. “You and Nikki go ahead with Justin and Ben and head over. I’ll ride with Brandon and explain on the way.”
“Now, wait just a damn minute!” Brandon ordered loudly to the whole room. “I’m the sheriff and I have some damn questions!”
RJ could feel his wolf close to the surface. He wanted to find that coward Samson and smash his face in. He rolled to the balls of his feet in preparation of jumping around the sheriff. He didn’t give a damn what the man said. He wanted to go, now.
“Brandon,” Dylan spoke calmly. “Let RJ go. I’ll explain everything.”
Brandon sighed but waved a hand. “It’s a crime scene so don’t go in without me,” he reminded.
RJ nodded and, as gently as he could, grabbed Nikki’s hand to pull her with him. He didn’t care if Ben and Justin caught up or not, but he wasn’t letting Nikki out of his sight.
Justin hit the unlock on his SUV. “I’ll drive.”
RJ let Nikki manoeuvre him into the back seat while Ben jumped into the passenger seat. The doors had barely closed before Justin took off. RJ was glad the other man was moving. Energy pumped through his body and only the fact that Nikki was rubbing his arms and legs kept him calm at all.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, kissing the base of his neck.
He closed his eyes and took deep breaths. “My last mission was the rescue of the feline Prince Zachary,” he started.
He heard the gasp from the front seat but Nikki just took his hand and gave it a squeeze.
“His cousin knew that Zach had mated with another cat—a bobcat who ran the unit I was in—and our departure was an opportunity,” he explained. “Before we left for the mission, Casey asked a favour of me. I’d done all of the unit’s tats but he wanted a special one for him and Zach. He wanted matching mate tats so that, when he wasn’t with his mate, he could always see him.”
He opened his eyes and pulled her close. “I drew their mate in cat form on each other’s chest. Zach’s lion over Casey’s heart and Casey’s bobcat over Zach’s. They were the most important pieces I ever did.”
“That’s wonderful,” she told him, running her hand over his throat to grab his chin. “I love it.”
He nodded, glad she understood. “That’s what I want to offer. That tattoo kept Casey sane while we were searching for Zach. He had his love with him in some way.”
“He won’t get away with it,” she promised then kissed him.
RJ let her control the kiss and just enjoyed having her close. When she broke off to snuggle into his chest, he held her
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