Amy was already wearing her coat when I saw her next. She had the keys to my truck in her hand. "Can you go warm the truck up? I don't want to go out there and freeze."
I grabbed the keys and bowed down in front of her. "Yes, Ma'am."
She laughed and pulled me up off the floor. "Did you want the mother of your child to get cold?"
"You're goin' to play that card on me already?"
"Only if it works." She giggled and I could tell she felt embarrassed.
I kissed her forehead and grabbed my coat, before walking outside. I started my truck and got out to clean the ice off the windshield. When I got down to where the wipers were, I noticed a piece of paper was folded and tucked under the driver’s side. I grabbed the paper, ripping it in half to get it off of the frozen glass. I looked around, knowing it had probably been there for a few nights. I hadn't moved my truck in days, so there was no telling when it had been put there. Once I climbed into the truck, I opened up both pieces of the note and put them together. Right away I could tell that it was a woman's handwriting. It was too neat and big to be a man’s. It wasn't addressed to me, or Amy, or anyone.
I stopped by the other night, but didn't have the nerve to knock on the door. Please call me back. I want to help.
Heather
I crumpled up the note and tossed it behind my truck seat. Amy and I had talked and I had promised her that I wasn't going to call Heather. As much as I wanted to know what the girl wanted, it wasn't worth fighting with my woman over. Heather was the last person on earth to be trusted, so calling her was like calling the devil and asking for a favor. We couldn't take the chance of her stabbing us in the back for her boyfriend Rick. She was a sneaky person, who had made my entire family suffer in some way.
I spotted Amy walking out of the house and ran to help her walk across the ice. I couldn't have her slipping and taking a fall. While she was at work, I would make sure she had a safe path for when she got home. "Slow down, Blaze. You don't have to act so excited to get away from me already."
She put her arm through mine. "You know it's not like that. I own a business and I have responsibilities. Trust me, if I could stay in that warm bed with your sexy ass all day, I would. I don't think you understand how hard it is to concentrate on cutting hair when all I can think about is your mouth between my legs."
Just hearing her say that brought a smile to my face. I don't know why I was feeling so sad. She would be back in my truck by the evening and in my bed a few hours later. "I'm sure glad I never had serious girlfriends before you. This worrying shit is a pain in my ass."
She got buckled in her seatbelt and waited for me to climb in my side before answering me. "Thank you for caring about me. I know you hate it, but it feels so nice to be loved. This past week has been one of the best of my life."
The drive to the salon wasn't as long as I wanted it to be. Her father was already standing at the door when we pulled up. I jumped out and ran over to Amy's side to help her out of my lifted truck. She put her arms around my neck as she kissed me and I lifted her down. "You better miss me today."
She giggled as we walked toward her father. “I will show you how much when you pick me up tonight."
I reached out and shook hands with her father. "Good morning, sir."
"Thanks for bringing her out here, Conner. I'm going to stay until I know she is locked in here safely."
He put his arm around Amy and I could tell right away how glad she was to have him back in her life. "You two worry too much. I'm going to be fine. I left him and there's nothing he can do to change it now."
I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. "I'll call you in a couple hours. If you need anything you better call me."
She smiled. "Okay, I promise."
Once I climbed into my truck, I watched her father take a look around the parking lot before they walked into the salon. She was in good hands and it made it a little easier to drive away knowing that.
Rick was out there somewhere. Sure, he could have left town and maybe in a perfect world, he did. My world wasn't perfect and I trusted nobody except my family, at this point. In the back of my mind I feared that he was just lying low, waiting for the opportunity to take the one thing that meant everything, away from me.
Chapter 5
Amy
It was great that Conner was so worried about me. It was also a big pain in my ass. For someone that had felt like a prisoner in a marriage for so long, it was hard to not feel that way when Conner was being overprotective. Sure, Rick had physically hurt me, but I didn't see him doing it in public. He'd always been a perfect gentlemen when people were around.