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Avery
Gage’s sexy, talented body had me completely relaxed, but my nerves kicked into overdrive as we rode together to the courthouse. Wringing my hands together, I asked, “What if Judge McCreery won’t listen to us?”
“She will,” Gage answered, never taking his eyes off the road.
“How do you know that?” I asked, hoping that some of his confidence would seep into me.
“Because she has to. It’s what’s right,” he answered simply.
His words and sentiment made perfect sense. I just prayed they would turn out to be accurate. This could easily go the other way, if the judge became angry with us for questioning her decision. It didn’t really matter, though, because we had to try. Scout needed us to fight for him.
Even though we arrived a few minutes earlier than we had agreed, Grant, Molly
