“Come. Let’s go inside.” His hand reaches for me carefully, letting me know he’s there to help. It’s obvious he’s not sure where my head’s at.
There’s some irony for you, Cade coaxing me out of a mental break.
My chin begins to quiver as I roll the gum around in my hand. “He loves gum. He always has a piece stashed somewhere.”
Cade nods at my declaration, inching closer, and steps up into the back. “Come here, baby. The guys want to see that you’re okay.” Another step closer.
I twist the ends on the gum, barely registering Cade’s movements. “He’ll want this when he gets out.”
“Yes, he will. Come inside, we can wait for him together.” Cade’s hand closes over my hand clutching Theo’s gum.
A whimper escapes my lips right before he envelops me in his strong arms. Right before I break down and scream into his shirt. I scream for me, I scream for Theo. And when my throat is too raw to make another sound, I cry big, heavy, ugly, silent sobs.
It’s then Cade scoops me up, carrying me out of the van and into the waiting room where all my guys rush us, enveloping my entire body with theirs.
Comforting me.
Loving me.
