Bucking Bear (Pounding Hearts 3)

Grinning, I say, “Good. I will take care of those tonight.”

Nodding her head, she leads us back down the stairs. I can see dirt smudges on her jean clad ass. Her elbows have some scratches too. She is in full mommy mode though and I bet they don’t hurt yet.

Entering the kitchen, I smell the heavenly scent of bacon and fried eggs. I guess I am cheating tonight. Glancing over to Mandy, I set Hope down on the counter next to Grace. I lean down and hug Mandy tightly for a moment then pull back.

“Thanks for protecting my girls, Mandy.”

She nods her head and says, “I can’t believe he went crazy. He is so…”

Shaking my head, I nod towards Hope. “Let’s focus on better things right now. Like how bacon tastes so good no matter what meal you have it with.”

* * *

Brett and Mandy leave a couple hours later. Brett asks me to tell him when I am ready to go hunting.

Not going to right now, this is personal.

Thank goodness Mandy got the video. She sent it to me and Grace both. We made copies on the computer, and I am guessing this is checkmate on the whole custody issue.

Grace curls up beside Hope on her bed as they watch cartoons, and not even twenty minutes later they are asleep.

I stare at them from the door for a long time.

They are my world now. For them I would give up anything. I would walk away from everyone and everything for them. I would leave fighting behind this instant if I had to. For them I would turn this world to ashes to kill the man who hurts them.

I am ready to burn the whole world Carson has built up down.

Down to the fucking ashes.

I walk away from them sleeping peacefully in Hope’s bed. They are my loves.

Getting into my Escalade, I put the windows down as I pull out of the garage. It’s hot out but I don’t give a shit. I need fresh air. Right not the rage in me will not accept comfort, it wants heat and damage. It begs to be released.

To destroy.

I am pulling down my driveway when I see Dale is waiting at the end of my drive. He is leaning against the hood of his car, staring at me.

Stopping next to him, he comes up to the passenger window. “The girls okay?”

“Yeah. Hopes got some good scratches but she’s okay now.”

He opens up the door and climbs in. “Let’s go have a look around.”

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Nodding my head, I shift and drive towards the main part of the city, where Carson works and lives.

* * *

Last night was a long fucking night. We drove around for hours and then just sat in Carson’s driveway until almost midnight.

Grace texted me a couple of times but I couldn’t answer her beyond saying I was not in trouble and that I love her.

How was I supposed to just let shit like Carson pulled go unanswered? I couldn’t.

Dale stayed with me the entire time. I don’t know what he would have done if I had found Carson. Would he have been the good angel on my shoulder or the bad?

Eventually we stopped the watch. Today I have to fight, and as much as I want to hurt Carson, I have to move on until I do find him.