Chapter 6
The warmth of Heaven’s hand still lingered on Layne’s cheek. He couldn’t think about it or enjoy the way it soothed the ache in his heart. The only thought consuming him was the hatred in Nate’s eyes. When Nate advanced toward Heaven, the surrounding air stilled, as though the oxygen was being depleted from the atmosphere. Whatever had brought Dylan’s father here, he’d planned to take it out on Heaven.
“Where is my son?” Nate growled.
Fire filled Layne’s gut. He had to stop this before someone got hurt. No chance in hell of it being Heaven, not on his watch. If only his legs would cooperate instead of acting like dead weights. The internal debate chipped away the precious seconds that kept Nate from harming the one person he—
The ground vibrated against his feet.
Shit!
This
