Rushed (Adventures in Love 1)

“Sunshine,” I say low, and she rushes toward me as I open my arms. As soon as I have hold of her, she sobs, gripping onto my tee. “Shhh, it’s okay.” I rock her back and forth, then look over the top of her head as the sheriff walks toward us.

“Security’s going over the tapes with a couple of officers. We’re hoping we got the man who shot at the two of you on tape.” The sheriff’s eyes drop to Cybil. “You should probably get her home. We’ll call and let you know when we find something.”

“Thanks.” I turn to lead her to my truck and see Bernard a couple of feet away. “Sunshine, did you drive here?” When she nods, I take her purse off her shoulder and look at Bernard. “Do you mind driving Cybil’s Bronco home?”

“Not at all.” He takes her bag when I hand it over and digs through for her keys. Once he has them, he hands me her purse and looks at Cybil as she wipes her cheeks. “Are you okay, honey?”

“Yeah,” she mumbles, and even though he doesn’t look convinced, he lets it go and mutters that he’ll follow us back to the house.

I usher Cybil to my truck and place her in the passenger seat, making sure to take extra care when I buckle her in while ignoring her body stiffening when my knuckles graze her stomach.

“Talk to me, sunshine,” I whisper after I get in behind the wheel and grab her hand.

“I heard the cop talking to you. I know you know about the pregnancy tests.”

“Are you pregnant?” I ask, the idea thrilling and scaring the shit out of me.

“I don’t know,” she says, sounding so defeated. “Probably. My period is late, and I’ve been feeling sick every morning and so tired all the time.”

“I wish you would have told me.”

“I was going to if I found out I was.”

I smile at the anger in her tone. “I know you would have, but you’re not alone, sunshine. I’m here with you no matter what.”

“I know.” She starts to fiddle with my fingers.

“Whatever happens, we will work through it.” I lift her hand to my lips, kissing her fingers. “Okay?”

“Okay,” she agrees before resting her head on my shoulder.

For the rest of the drive home, I don’t say anything, and when we get back to the house, I lead her to the bedroom and order her to lie down and take a nap. Surprisingly, she doesn’t fight me, or maybe she’s so exhausted she can’t.

Two hours later, with Maisie and Jade back at the house and Bernard on edge, the sheriff calls to say he’s going to stop by with a few pictures for her to look at, which means I have to wake her up.

I hold her hand as he shows her pictures of the man from the Target footage, a man who did chase after her as she ran from the store, and a man the cops know, judging by the mug shots they have of him. They also show her the photos of two other men he was closely associated with, and after she confirms they’re the men who were with him that day, the sheriff assures us that the three of them will soon be dealt with.

After the sheriff leaves, Maisie and Jade take Cybil outside to the back deck, and the three of them curl up on the couch to watch a movie, while Bernard sprawls out in the living room with a beer in front of the TV.

Knowing everyone needs to eat, I gather orders and head into town to pick up dinner from a local Chinese place and stop at a drugstore to buy a couple of pregnancy tests. It’s obvious that Cybil has been worried about possibly being pregnant, and I want her to know that we’re a team, no matter what happens. When I get home, I place the tests in the bathroom, then sit down with everyone to eat dinner. By the time we’re all ready for bed, Cybil is exhausted, and I don’t blame her—it’s been a very busy day, with lots of excitement.

“You bought tests?” She picks up one of the boxes off the counter and flips it over to read the back.

“You don’t have to take it now.” I wrap my arms around her from behind and rest my jaw against the side of her head. “But before you take it, sunshine, I want you to know that a positive or negative result doesn’t change anything. Okay?”

“Okay,” she agrees, and I kiss her cheek. She steps away from me without another word, then heads into the room where the toilet is. A few minutes later, when she comes out, she sets the test on top of the box on the counter, then washes her hands. “We have to wait three minutes.”