London listened as Tuck wrapped up his call. She couldn’t be sure, but it sounded like he was telling them not to send someone up here. She understood both sides. He wasn’t going to be here much longer, why send someone up just to send them right back? Besides she didn’t want anyone around to horn in on what little time they had together.
On the other side of it, she wished they’d had more back up, or at least that he hadn’t been alone on his bike when those guys had come up on them and started harassing him earlier. Her heart had been in her throat when she’d seen the guy reach out and kick Tuck’s bike. Then the man who’d delivered the kick had swerved and for a moment she wished he’d wreck, thinking he deserved it after trying to make Tuck do just that. Then she’d realized if he did wre
