nodded. âBut all the evidence suggests that he was crazy. That this was a random attack. He didnât even take my phone.â She lifted her gaze and looked through the front windshield. âI know it was personal.â
âI believe you.â And hell, he meant it. The Lily heâd known in high school, the girl heâd fallen in love with, the woman whoâd cared for her mother when her dad couldnât handle his wifeâs illnessâÂshe was strong. She wouldnât give in to fear without a reason.
âIâll talk to my dad,â he continued. âAnd until we find him, I donât mind watching the stars from my car. Though Iâm kicking myself for not driving my truck up here. Ryan was so damn determined to get me on that plane.â
âYouâre really staying this time.â Her lips pressed to the rim of her cup.
âUntil we find the guy.â And until you feel like you can fall asleep without checking every corner of your house.
âThen youâre leaving again. To do what?â
âIâll figure something out,â he said. Or heâd spend the rest of his days with his feet resting on a damn box, drinking coffee and staring at his TV. Worthless. Useless. A failure. And sure as hell not worthy of the woman sitting beside him.
âYou want to lick your wounds someplace else, away from your family.â
He turned and looked into her blue eyes. âIâm not getting any better. The damage is done. And no, I donât know where to go from here. Hell, if I drank something stronger than coffee, Iâd probably lose myself in a drunken hazeâÂâ
âNo, you wouldnât,â she said. âIâve never met a man more determined to act, who refused to settle. Life is too short, remember? You said it all the time.â
âLooks like âlifeâ had the last laugh,â he muttered. âBecause it sure as shit broke me.â
âNot all of you, I hope,â she said.
âLily.â And yeah, his tone held a shitload of warning. If she glanced below the belt and teased him with her words . . .
âYou can tell me. Because I get it. Life broke me too,â she said. âBut Iâm fighting back. I accepted Noahâs job offer because I knew I needed to get out of the house. I canât hide forever. School starts again at the end of August. I need to be able to face a roomful of five-Âyear-Âolds. Lead them. Teach them. And not rush off to the bathroom and hide because I canât overcome the panic.â
Dominic took a long sip of the now warm coffee. Heâd fought with dozens of men who wore their bravery like body armor. And heâd been one of them until heâd been hit. Then heâd crumbled. If Ryan hadnât shown up, heâd still be hiding from the world instead of helping a woman who made army rangers look like pansies.
âPlanning to follow me everywhere?â she asked, breaking the silence.
âYeah.â
âOK then. Todayâs my day off. Iâm going back inside to do a workout video. And then, I have a date later. So try not to peer in the windows.â
I have a date later.
No longer awestruck by her determination to get back to the kids who needed her, he turned those words over. Lily was too damn special to remain single. And sheâd given him plenty of chances. But still . . .
âTake the mug,â he said.
âYouâre done?â she asked.
âI donât want to break it.â
âIs your hand hurting?â Her brow furrowed as she accepted the mug.
No, honey. Thatâs my fucking heart, which came close to stopping once in the middle of a terrorist camp . . . and now here.
He wanted to take her concern and bottle it up. But that desire pretty much summed up why he hadnât come home to her.
âSomething like that.â He needed to get a grip on his emotions.