Chapter Seven
Present day:
“I’m going over to Saber’s house. I might be back later,” Taylor hollered as she grabbed her jacket and slid it on before picking up her backpack.
“Taylor, are you sure you should?” Jesse asked with a worried smile. “I overheard him telling Hunter to keep you away from the house.”
Taylor rolled her eyes and shrugged. “Okay, then I’m going down to the Quikie Mart for an iced coffee,” she said.
“Where is this Quikie Mart? I have never heard of it,” Hunter said, walking up to wrap one arm around Jesse and their five-year-old son, Lyon while holding one-year-old Leila in his other arm.
“Quikie Mart! Quikie Mart! I want to go to the Quikie Mart!” Lyon demanded.
Jesse snorted, drawing a giggle from Lyon who reached for her mouth. Taylor’s expression softened at
