One More Chance (Chance, #2)(15)

Grant reached out and cupped my face with his hands. “Let me take you home. I will do it right this time. Give me one more chance. I swear, I’ll make it right.”

There were so many reasons leaving was a bad idea. But at that moment, none of them mattered.

“OK,” I replied.

Grant

While Harlow packed her things and said her good-byes to Maryann, I set up a doctor’s appointment for the next day with the ob-gyn in Destin whom Rush had found. The doctor was a member of the Kerrington Country Club, and a call from Woods had magically opened up his appointment calendar for us.

I wasn’t going to push her to do anything she didn’t want to do right now. My first plan was to get her back home and settled in. I needed to hear what the doctor had to say about her health, and then . . . then I would talk to her, convince her that she couldn’t gamble with her life. She was too precious to me.

She had gone down to Mase’s parents’ house an hour ago, but I didn’t want to interrupt her or make her feel like I was rushing her. I sent a text to Rush to let him know Woods had helped me get an appointment and to thank him for doing some research for me. Then I sat down and turned on the television.

The first thing that filled the screen was Kiro Manning’s face. Two months ago, news that Harlow’s mother was still alive had been covered by every media outlet. After the first few weeks, with no sighting of Harlow or Kiro, the news was slowly forgotten. Then photos of Kiro as he pushed Emily—Harlow’s mother—in a wheelchair by the private lake behind her nursing home had surfaced.

When Kiro saw the photos, he had beaten the hell out of the security guards at the nursing home, which had also made the news. The security guards hadn’t pressed charges, and Kiro was free to go. Then, just when that piece of news had begun to fade, Slacker Demon announced that they were canceling the rest of their tour. Kiro wasn’t willing to finish it. He hadn’t been seen again. The world was going crazy, afraid they had heard the last of Slacker Demon.

Now they were showing photos of Kiro at parties from earlier that year, before the news that his wife was still alive had leaked. I hated that Harlow had to see this shit. She had enough to worry about—she didn’t need this, too. The only good thing was that they had stopped discussing Harlow.

“She’s on her way. Turn that off,” Mase said as he entered the house.

I turned it off and stood up. “She ever watch this stuff?” I asked, hoping she had stayed away from it.

He shrugged. “Not much. She misses Kiro. She’d never admit it, but she worries over him. She’s the one he loved, and she loves him, too. She doesn’t like knowing he’s suffered all these years over her mother. But right now, her main concern is the . . . baby.”

The baby. Our baby. It didn’t seem real. I forced thoughts of it out of my head. I couldn’t think about that right now. I had to stay focused and get Harlow back home. I wanted to wrap her up and protect her. Getting her back to my place was the first step.

“You don’t want her to have it, do you?” Mase asked with a scowl on his face.

“I want Harlow,” I replied. That was all that mattered.

“She wants the baby.”

I knew that. I just didn’t want to talk about it right now. “I’m going to handle that. I just need time.”

Mase nodded and let out a weary sigh. “You’ve got to. I can’t lose her, either. I love that girl, too.”

“We won’t lose her. I won’t let that happen,” I assured him, but I was assuring myself just as much.

A truck came up the driveway, and I watched as Harlow stepped out of Maryann’s truck and waved good-bye to her. Then she turned to the house and headed our way. A small smile played on her lips, and she looked happy. I loved seeing her happy.

“You make her smile,” Mase said. “That’s the only reason I’m letting her leave with you. I think you might be the only other person on this earth who wants her alive as much as I do.”

I wasn’t going to tell him that there was no way he could want her healthy and alive more than me. He had no idea what it was like for a girl to be someone’s whole reason for breathing.

She opened the screen door, and her gaze swung to me as her lips pulled up into a full smile. “I’m ready,” she said.

“You gonna hug me before you go?” Mase asked from across the room.

Harlow smiled and walked over to him. “Of course. I wouldn’t leave without telling you good-bye and thank you. For everything.” She wrapped her arms around him as he held her close. His eyes found me over her head. He didn’t have to say it out loud for me to understand his warning. If I ever hurt her again, he’d kill me. But there was no reason for him to be worried about that. I would walk on water for that woman.

“Call me if you need anything,” Mase told her.

“I will. Love you,” she said, then stepped back out of his embrace.

“Love you, too,” he said.

They had a normal kind of sibling love, where they truly cared for each other and weren’t selfish. I thought about what Rush had with Nan, which was very one-sided. Nan was too selfish to appreciate her brother. I wished Rush had something like this. He deserved it.

“Let’s go home,” she said as she turned back to me.

Home. That had meant a lot of different things to me all my life. But now anywhere she was with me would be home.