Krissi bit the inside of her upper lip and tried to figure out what this meant for her and her relationship with Ruger. After running every scenario she could come up with through her mind, she realized it didn’t have to change anything, or it could change everything, but it would depend on what she did now. She knew what she wanted to do, but could she? How would he react? Did she need his approval? Questions kept racing through her head faster than she could answer them.
“Well—” Ruger squeezed her knee “—say something.”
“I want in.” She said the one thing that was spinning through her mind over and over.
“I don’t know.” Tuck leaned back in his seat and looked at her again.
“We don’t patch women,” Stretch said from across the room. He was older, probably old enough to be Ruger’s fathe
