life.”
“Yeah, well, can’t I just st and there and make silly faces at him or her?”
Jacey just shook her head.
“Cady, I’ve been hunted by my ex and his brother, kidnapped, terrorized and nearly lost my life, but do you know what keeps me awake at night? What gives me nightmares?”
Crap, she didn’t like where this was going.
Jacey leaned for ward, her gaze earnest. “You. Most nights I have nightmares about you. I’m scared something is going to happen to you. It isn’t safe for you out here.”
“Jacey, you were only on the streets for a short while, you didn’t know how to take care of yourself like I do. I’m fine.”
Except there were times when she wished for her old life, her apartment, her friends. She pushed those thoughts back.
“I’m not going to stop worrying until you’re off the streets. If you won’t take either of those jobs at least move in with us. We have a guest house, you wouldn’t even need to see us if you didn’t want to. You could come and go as you liked. Please, Cady.”
No way. She shook her head.
“Goddammit, stop being so stubborn and let me help you.”
“You don’t have to help me. I already have a job and a place to live.”
Jacey looked at her suspiciously. “You do? Where? How did you get this job?”
“ Hunter offered me one.”
“He did?” Jacey’s eyes widened. “When? Does that mean you’re moving to Dallas to live?”
“ Well, I haven’t decided yet.” Although getting out of the city was looking like a better and better idea. How many times had she caught Sean watching her in the last week?
“Something’s wrong, what is it?” Jacey asked.
Cady smiled widely. “Nothing at all, why would you say that?”
“Okay, now I’m really worried. That smile is damn scary.” Jacey eyed her worriedly.
“Nothing is wrong, okay? I’ve just got a few things on my mind.”
Jacey sighed. “I wish you’d tell me what the problem is, but I know you won’t.” A sad look crossed the other woman’s face before it was replaced by a determined smile.
“I think you should take the job. You wouldn’t be happy in an office or as my nanny, I know that. I just can’t stand that I go to sleep in a nice house every night and you’re out on the streets. I worry about you, Cady.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“I know. Doesn’t stop me from worrying. You’re my friend. Consider taking the job, okay? If it doesn’t work out, we’ll try something else. But you can’t keep going the way you are.”
She didn’t see why not. Well, except for that little problem of Sean.
“I don’t know how you ended up on the streets or why and you don’t have to tell me. But I worry that one day I’m going to turn on the news and learn that something bad has happened to you.”
“Jeez, overdramatic much, Jacey?”
Jacey shrugged. “I know how scary things are, remember? And believe me, if we don’t get something sorted out, it won’t just be me on your case, Derrick will be having a chat with you and he won’t be nearly as nice as me.”
No, she could well believe that. Derrick Ashdown was extremely rich and used to getting his way. Cady knew he wouldn’t like the fact that Jacey was worrying about her.
“I’m surprised he hasn’t already tried to interfere.”
“Oh believe me, he’s wanted to.”
Great, that’s all she needed.
“Look, I’ll think about it. That’s all I can promise, all right?”
Jacey sighed but nodded. “ And think about moving into our guest house, it’s not being used and you could stay as long as you liked.”
Cady forced herself to smile and reached across to squeeze Jacey’s hand. She wasn’t really given to affection, but she could see the real worry in Jacey ’s eyes.
“I’m okay. I promise.”
***
Two hours later, Cady looked down at the gravestone in front of her. She crouched and reaching out, ran her finger over the letters.
Rusty Rivera. 1979-2013.
She’d always teased
Pattie Mallette, with A. J. Gregory