I Don't Dance (Freebirds Book 6)

I Don't Dance (Freebirds Book 6) by Lani Lynn Vale Read Free Book Online

Book: I Don't Dance (Freebirds Book 6) by Lani Lynn Vale Read Free Book Online
Authors: Lani Lynn Vale
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    In the article, it went on to explain about Dougie’s life. How he’d been an Army Ranger, and had died doing something he loved with all his heart.
    I felt selfish.
    If Elliott hadn’t gotten out, would Dougie still be here? Had I pushed him to get out? I didn’t think I had, but Elliott had been distant.
    The only times he was truly himself was when he made love to me in the night. I missed my best friend, and he wouldn’t be acting like this if I hadn’t pushed him to get out somehow.
    I was being irrational. I knew it, yet I couldn’t stop blaming myself.
    Backing away slowly, I walked through the kitchen and to the backdoor where I slipped my sock-covered feet into my tennis shoes and walked out.
    I looked over my shoulder before I closed it, just to see if he was looking, but he wasn’t.
    He hadn’t moved a muscle, still in the exact same position.
    Looking to my left, I was surprised to see I wasn’t the only one on the back porch.
    Cheyenne was there, too.
    Her long blonde hair up high on her head in a ponytail. She was covered in a large comforter on her own porch, which connected to mine.
    Free was set up to be more of a large duplex-type structure. Only with eight homes instead of two.
    “Hey,” I called to Cheyenne.
    She looked up and smiled. “Hey.”
    I liked Cheyenne.
    I liked how she watched out for Sam.
    I liked how she made him smile. I honestly liked everything about her. Then again, if she could put a smile on Sam’s face during these dark days, then she would forever have a home inside my heart.
    It’d been six long months since Dougie had died, and six long months of having each and every man that belonged on their team blaming themselves for not being there.
    I was honestly exhausted.
    To make matters worse, I’d yet to tell Elliott that he was going to be a father.
    I knew it wasn’t the right time. Then again, I wasn’t sure when that was going to be. Maybe never with the way he was going.
    “I think I’m going to go for a walk,” I said as I hugged my jacket close to my body. “If Elliott asks,” I knew he wouldn’t. “Would you tell him where I went?”
    She nodded. “Sure.”
    We were both having our own problems.
    On her part, she had someone threatening her. Then again, I did too, but nobody knew to what extent. Nobody except Sam. I wasn’t completely stupid after all; I just didn’t want to make a big deal of it. I didn’t want Elliott to look any worse than he already did.
    Sam was reluctant to keep the fact that an ex-member of their old team was threatening me from Elliott, but I’d begged him, and he’d relented.
    Only because I never went anywhere.
    I did all my work online.
    Taking a step off the porch, I made my way into the woods that lined the back of the property.
    My business had taken off over a year ago, and now I was doing extremely well.
    Most of the time I made purchases online, then I would make up an excuse to contact customer service. Depending on how they did, I rated them on my website, which now had over a million followers.
    A quarter of my income came from advertising on my sight, which I approved, and sometimes even reviewed, later.
    When I’d started this venture, I’d never thought that it would blow up like it had. But it did.
    People seemed to love my opinions, and I was one hundred percent willing to give them to anyone who wanted to listen. If a store did well, I thought they deserved that credit. If they did badly, then they’d earn the sharp edge of my tongue… or my fingers, that was.
    I’d walked for over an hour, thinking about nothing consequential, when I realized that I no longer recognized the area anymore.
    I knew I was still on Free land, but I didn’t know where I was, or how to get back.
    And stupid me, I’d left my phone on the table next to my computer in my hasty exit.
    “Damn,” I sighed, walking up to a large tree and leaning my back against it.
    I slid down until my

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