What she truly wanted was to do all of that and slide into a bed with Myles’s arms wrapped around her.
Myles and his men strolled toward the house.
Her core clenched at the sight of her man. The clothes he’d worn to dinner were torn and tattered. He walked across the grass with an air of confidence. Protecting her and her family had been his top priority.
“Roxxy.” Mac nodded to her. “Mrs. Sutton.”
“Hello, Mac.” Roxxy smiled. She waved to the other men standing behind him.
These men had somehow jumped a helicopter to come save a member of their team. It was obvious that the men were close and willing to do anything to help their brother when he was in danger.
“Sergeant MacArthur, welcome to my home. I wish it were under better circumstances.” Shelby chortled. She stood and shook Mac’s hand.
“That would have been nice. You all have a lovely piece of land.” Mac gave a dry chuckle.
“Thank you.” Her mother smiled. Shelby was always proud to show off the farm. “Can I offer you fellas something to drink? I made some iced tea this morning.”
Roxxy’s gaze landed on Myles who was motioning for her.
“Excuse me,” she murmured. She stood and walked down the few steps to him.
“Come with me.” He took her hand and guided her around the corner of the house.
“What’s wrong?” She was uncertain why he needed to pull them away from everyone.
She leaned back against the house and waited. He palmed his bald head and stared at her.
“I meant what I said,” he began. He appeared nervous which was rare for someone who was extremely confident and cocky. He stepped near her, closing the gap between them. “There’s so much I want to say, but now isn’t the time.”
“I know.” She sighed. She reached up and caressed his borrowed vest. “But that’s okay, once they’ve all left—”
“That’s the thing. I need to go with them,” he interjected.
She paused her hand. “Oh.”
“The sheriff is going to let us interview the men your father and I tied up. I have to know what is going on. This is more than what we know.”
Roxxy nodded. She understood completely that he needed to finish whatever was started. He wouldn’t be safe until they did. There would be no peace or rest until he’d solved this.
Hell, she wouldn’t rest knowing someone was out there gunning for the man she loved. She leaned against him and took his hands in hers.
“I want you to go and get the answers we need.” She lifted his hand to her lips and pressed a light kiss to the back of it. Those strong hands had given her so much pleasure. She rubbed her face against it. “Then I want you to come back to me and show me how much you love me.”
Myles cupped her cheek and tilted her head back. He leaned forward and covered her lips with his.
“Roxxy, I’ll be coming back for you.”
Myles walked from the men’s room at the sheriff’s department in his newly borrowed clothing. One of the deputies had a pair of gray sweatpants and a sheriff’s t-shirt in his locker that was slightly snug on Myles.
It would have to do for now. There hadn’t been any time for him to run back to his hotel room and get a change of clothing. The clothes he had worn to dinner were ruined.
He walked through the small building toward where his teammates were standing. The sheriff was going to allow them to speak with the men who were apprehended. Myles couldn’t wait to get into a room. He wanted the one who had shared the information about the men being paid to find him. They needed to continue their conversation.
He arrived in the small area to find Mac, Ash, Iker, and Brodie speaking quietly amongst themselves. They were waiting for the green light to interrogate the suspects.
“It’s about time, lover boy,” Ash joked.
Myles rolled his eyes and stopped next to his friend.
“So how did Roxxy love dining then a shoot-out?” Brodie snickered.
Ash and Iker chuckled with him.
“My girl likes shooting shit,” Myles replied. He folded his arms in front of his chest. He winced slightly from the wound on his arm. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, he was feeling the pain.
“You need to get that checked out.” Mac nodded to his shoulder.
“I’m fine.” Myles shook his head.
“I’m not suggesting. That’s an order.” Mac narrowed his gaze on Myles.
He blew out a deep breath. He didn’t want to argue with his sergeant. Mac was like a pit bull, and when he set his sights on something, he didn’t give up.
“Fine, but after we’re done here. I have things to do.” Roxxy’s face came to mind. He hadn’t wanted to leave her, but he had to be involved in the interrogation. Men came gunning for him, he needed to find out why. Roxxy was almost certain the shooting after they’d left the ice cream parlor had nothing to do with her ex, but he wanted to rule everyone out before accepting her reasoning. “What did you find out on Korey Norman?”
“Nothing worth anything,” Brodie answered. He was a whiz when it came to technology. “Stand-up guy, pays his taxes, decent hard worker. Just an average American citizen who don’t know how to keep his dick in his pants.”
