some air.” The conversation with Gina had thrown him off balance in more ways than one, and he knew he wouldn’t sleep anytime soon.
Not to mention he was worried about the baby. Earlier tonight, when Gina had gone inside to fetch his binky, Buck had snapped a photo of Bobby’s bruise to show Dion.
His sister cuddled the cat closer and studied him, her forehead wrinkled.
“It’s just a walk, Lace.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes!” Then, ashamed of his sharp tone, he put an arm around her shoulders and gave her a gentle squeeze. He shouldn’t be mad at her when she’d bailed him out of so many problems. Between her own tragedies and his bad behavior, his waiflike younger sister had been forced to grow stronger than any woman should have to be. “I won’t be out long and I won’t do...what I used to do.”
“I know.” She leaned into his side. “I just got in the habit of worrying about you, know what I mean?”
“I know. But I’m fine.”
At least, he hoped he was fine, he thought as he stepped out the door. In the past, he’d have for sure gone on a bender just because he felt mixed up about that encounter with Gina.
He was worried about what he’d overheard, but that wasn’t all of it.
Turned out God had a sense of humor. He was attracted to the pretty, maternal stranger.
Buck blew out a sigh and strode through Rescue River’s small business district. A farming community to the core, the town shut down early. The diner and the shops all had doors closed and lights off.
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