Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Brooklyn

"Go," Aden says firmly to Lucas, once we're settled inside the black SUV.

Aden and Hudson climb are on either side of me, sandwiching me in the middle.

Pressed between them, I fold my hands between my knees and try my best to breathe evenly as Lucas obediently peels out.

Aden continues to look out the window, surveying the landscape for danger.

Hudson turns to me. He takes my face in my hands and carefully looks me over.

When he ascertains that I'm not scratched or bruised, he moves on to the rest of my body, putting a hand on my knee and taking me in.

"How are you, Brooklyn?" he asks, low. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm f-f-fine," I say, still shivering. I don't know whether it's shock still, or perhaps the cold.

Suddenly, I remember my beautiful cashmere stole-still in the coat check at the country club.

turn backwards to look out the rear window, regretting the loss of

Aden asks, worry creasing

my coat. "N-nothing." I shake my head. I notice that he's still clutching his arm and that

across him to look

away from me with gritted teeth. "Just a graze-nothing the guys at home can't patch up. It'll heal

wound, Aden," I say. "Not

looks at me, then, frustrated and like he doesn't know what to

it, I knew it was there,

the seat, my whole body shaking, pressing my teeth together so

Hudson pulls

me. He

do

forward in the car,

her warm. Everyone's first time in this kind of situation is

arms around me as the tears start to leak from my eyes, sliding down

so

with this life-how people can be immune to a shootout, as if there will

people die tonight. People

me because I'm a

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