How West Was Won (Haven, Texas 7)

“Why not? Helped you with your nightmares.”

“Yes, but, well, you . . . you’re not exactly soothing,” Mia told him.

“I need to be soothing?” he asked, looking surprised.

West barely managed not to roll his eyes.

“Nobody has to get up with me,” Flick told them. “I’ll be fine.”

“You will be, because I will make sure of it,” West told her. He looked over at Alec. “She goes in the bedroom down the hall. I’ll be next door. I’ll get up with her.”

This time four pairs of incredulous eyes hit him. Well, three pairs and one single eye.

“I take it back,” Mia blurted out. “Alec, you’ll do.”

West glared at her. “I can be soothing.”

They were all silent.

“Alec,” he warned in a low voice.

Alec studied him. “You won’t fuck this up.” It wasn’t a question but a warning.

West nodded.

“All right.”

“I don’t know about this,” Mia worried.

Alec placed his arm around her shoulders. “It will be all right, kitten. Bedroom down at the end, Beau. Mia, get her something to sleep in.”

“You sure?” Beau asked, looking at Alec.

Alec looked indecisive for the first time in his life. Then he gave a firm nod. “Yeah, he’ll take care of her now that he knows he fucked up. He doesn’t, he knows he’ll answer to the rest of us.”

Christ. What the hell was he getting himself into? He wasn’t really sure; all he knew was that it had to be him taking care of her.

5

Flick was in a world of pain

She knew she should pay attention to the conversation going on around her. But, frankly, she didn’t much care. She’d thought she’d been dreaming when Beau had appeared in her bedroom. After all, how many times had she dreamed about some white knight turning up to res

cue her? Foolish dreams.

If you were stronger, you’d rescue yourself.

She wasn’t. She was weak. Stupid. An idiot.

So, when he’d said she was coming with him, she’d let him pick her up. She was still in the dream, after all. It wasn’t until the pain had slashed through her body as he’d shifted her, that she’d realized maybe it wasn’t a dream.

There was nothing she wanted more than to get away from Spencer. But she knew he was going to be furious.

What if he took that fury out on the Malones? They didn’t deserve to be punished for helping her. She shouldn’t have agreed to stay here.

She wished Beau would put her down. While it was nice to be touched by someone who wasn’t intent on harming her, she was still in a lot of pain. A nice, soft bed and some painkillers sounded like heaven right about now.

“I need to lie down,” she croaked out.