Chapter 23
DEACON
Deacon’s birthdaySixteen years old
Nothing was harder than saying the last six words I ever thought would come out of my mouth in the two years since I last saw Kayla:
“I'm leaving tomorrow. Come with me.”
When I picked Kayla up from the police station, I didn’t exactly plan on our conversation going this way. But I literally couldn’t hold the words in as I stared at her in the passenger seat.
My plea to Kayla comes forty minutes after leaving the police station with her in tow, but forty minutes prior to that, I'd been on another side of town, in the backseat of my dad's Corvette and the redhead in my lap wouldn’t take no for an answer.
The black corvette I was in is vented, fully air conditioned, and even under the cold air blowing over my body, I couldn’t stop t
