The Key To Micah's Heart (Hell Yeah!) by Sable Hunter, Ryan O'Leary Read Free Book Online

Wolfe had some powerful friends. She watched him pace the back of the kitchen for a few minutes while he talked. He moved like a panther, powerful yet graceful, smoothly as if gliding on ice.
    When he was finished, he came back toward her, grabbing his coat and pulling it on. “I’m sorry. I have to get going.” Heading for the door, he opened it and stopped in the frame allowing cool air to surge into the kitchen. “Could you please tell Sonya I’ll be back for my serving dishes later? It was nice to meet you, Madison Fellows. Sleep tight.”
    And just like that, he was gone. She didn’t even get a chance to say goodbye.
    The fantasy was over. Her Prince Charming had left her in a cold kitchen in tattered clothes. “Cinderella, indeed,” Madison huffed and turned to finish the dishes.
     
    Bombs away…
     
    High above the lower deck of I-35 a figure loomed. As if playing a game, he counted cars and weighed the brick in his hands. Even though people were passing him on all sides, no one paid him any mind. Street people are an invisible species. Lifting the brick, he measured the distance in his mind, watching the approach of a dark sedan. And when it was in just the right position–the man let it go and smiled as the windshield of the car below exploded.

CHAPTER THREE
     
    Micah and the Equalizers…
     
     
    Micah turned north toward Lady Bird Lake, which ran through the heart of the capital of Texas. The portion of the same waterway that flowed through the hilly neighborhoods west of downtown was called Lake Austin. Go figure. He’d always thought it would be less confusing to call the whole expanse what the original settlers called it–the Colorado River. Having spent more time in and around Austin than all the other places he’d ever lived combined, Micah maneuvered the one way streets without thinking. He had a love/hate relationship with this part of the world. Truthfully if it weren’t for his friends, he’d have left Texas a long time ago for good. The constant friction with his father had been the bane of his existence. After Colton was murdered, Micah had left town, just driven off as far and as fast as he could go. He wasn’t shocked to find that running away hadn’t really solved anything. And while time didn’t heal all wounds, it did make them bearable. He’d landed in New York for a spell, even did a few semesters at Syracuse. But he’d gotten lonesome for his friends, so he’d returned and attended UT. After receiving a liberal arts degree, he’d followed Kyle’s example and volunteered for Afghanistan. After all of that, his whole circle of friends had found their way back to this little corner of the world. Older for sure. Wiser? Well, that was debatable. They say every life experience molds a person and that was the God’s truth. No wonder he could be a sarcastic ass.
    As he drove, Micah let his mind wander. The images that came to mind were diverse and haunting. From the day he said good-bye to his mother, to the last time he saw Colton alive. The faces of the Afghan children who thought war was normal, to his buddies celebrating a successful Equalizer mission. As with anyone, the good times mixed with the bad. He’d had his share of both. The women he’d enjoyed floated through his brain like models walking a runway–from sweet Sara who’d given him his first kiss to Leah who’d initiated him in the ways to please a woman. All were memorable, not one was forgettable, yet none had touched his heart. He’d seen his friends succumb to love–Kyle and Hannah, Aron and Libby, Jet and Sami–hell, most of them had found someone, even Tanner had hooked up with the famous country singer Desiree Holt. How crazy was that?
    Maybe love wasn’t in the cards for Micah Wolfe. He had too much to do to settle down and plant an herb garden while his wife crocheted baby booties. Jet had informed him last night that Sami was pregnant. The good news brought a smile to his face. He was going to