High-Sided (Armed & Dangerous #3)

“To not tell you at all. But I didn’t want you to think I’d been killed.” I winked, hoping to ease the tension. “Besides, Micah wouldn’t stand a chance against you.”


She smirked. “He wouldn’t, especially if I thought he killed you.” Running a hand through her chocolate colored hair, she sat back down. “What about Madison? This whole time, I thought Micah was a douche. Did he fall for her, or was it an act?”

“No, baby, he fell for her . . . hard. He’s been torn up over this whole thing. He honestly didn’t know she was your sister. That whole fight at the general store was a complete surprise to him, and me.”

“Will I be able to tell her the truth when this is all over?”

Tilting her chin up with my fingers, I kissed her. “Yes. He’s probably going to beat you to it though. He’s determined to get her back.”

“Good. She deserves someone who’ll treat her right. If he doesn’t, I’ll punch him again.”

We both burst out laughing. “I’ll beat his ass too. Now come on, let’s go inside. I want to show you how to use a gun.”

“Do you think I’ll have to use one?”

I shrugged. “Don’t know. It’s better to be prepared than not.”





Kassidy


The time had come. A wire was strapped to my bra and I had a gun at my waist. I could feel my pulse spiraling out of control, the adrenaline leaving me on full alert. Tonight, I was going to find out who betrayed my family and friends. For so long, I thought I was ready to know, but now that the time was here, I was scared.

Grabbing my purse, I walked out of the door and locked it behind me. My phone rang before I could get in my car. It was Sean. “Hey,” I answered breathlessly. Sweat dripped down my face and I wiped it away.

“Do you and Logan want to have dinner with me and Janie tonight? We’re cooking spaghetti at her place.”

I was so happy he’d found someone he cared about. Ever since her accident, he’d been with her nonstop. “I wish we could, but we already have plans.”

“Seriously? I won’t be a dick to him, if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m honestly trying here. He just pisses me off when he doesn’t take racing seriously.” That was because he was trying to save the world.

“He does take it seriously. There’s just other things going on in his life right now. You have to trust me.”

“All right, I get it. We’ll be here at Janie’s if you decide to change your mind.”

“Thanks, Sean. Logan and I will come around soon.” We hung up and I headed over to Logan’s cabin. It was strange to think someone could be watching our every move. I never had the feeling of being watched, but now I did; it was creepy.

Instead of knocking on the door, I walked right inside. Logan was in the kitchen, pouring me a glass of wine. “You’re going to need this.”

I took the glass and tossed it back. “What time is Micah going to be here?”

He glanced at the clock on the microwave. “Another hour or so. We’re going to sit out on the deck, until I tell you to go inside. Don’t stay in the kitchen or living room where someone can easily see in. Go back to the bedroom where it’s dark. That way Micah can talk to you and tell you what to do. Once he’s killed me, he’ll come back in for you. I promise I’ll be perfectly fine. As soon as Micah takes you away, Gary and I won’t be far behind. He’ll be ready to arrest the fucker, that is, if I don’t kill him first.”

Once we were outside, Logan lit up the fire pit and we sat beside it, his arm draping over my shoulders.

“I can’t imagine the kind of things you’ve seen,” I whispered, gazing up into his blue eyes. The fire reflected in them and I shivered. “I’d probably have already had a heart attack.”

He chuckled, but it sounded sad. “Probably. Doing what I do isn’t for the faint of heart.”

“What is it with you and danger? You always choose that way of life.”

His fingers brushed down my cheek. “I wouldn’t be with you if I didn’t. It’s what you loved about me.”

“And still do.” I held his hand against my face and breathed him in. No matter what he said to make me feel better, I knew the plan was risky—anything could happen. I didn’t realize that each mission he went on could easily be his last. Tears fell down my cheeks.

“Kassie?”

I shook my head, trying to stem the flow of tears. “For the rest of our lives, I’ll probably always be a nervous wreck when you leave on missions.”

He tilted my chin up, wiping my tears away with his thumbs. “For the rest of our lives?” he repeated with a smile. “Sounds like you want to get married.” I stared at the seriousness of his gaze, completely at a loss for words. For as long as I could remember, I’d wanted to marry him.