Colton’s POV
Jessica’s family is smart, so they take my offer and they’re gone within the hour. I immediately look for Rhea, but she isn't in the garden, her room, or at the gym. I begin to panic, but I force myself to think rationally, so I head to the daycare where I find her planting live flowers in the small garden area she left.
“This will draw butterflies in the spring,” she says to one of the women watching her. “It’s low maintenance, so it’ll just need a little water when it's dry outside. Every season, they will bloom on their own.”
I do not like the tone of the conversation my mate is having, so I interrupt by clearing my throat and then I ask her if we can speak in private. She nods, following me all the way back to the Packhouse. She’s still wearing those damn biker shorts,
