Chapter Twenty-Six
“I have to go,” Colt said, tensing his legs so he didn’t run out of Lydia’s bedroom. Fight or flight instinct raged through him. This conversation felt too personal, too uncomfortable, too… everything. He was good in bed, not good with feelings. “I’ll figure it out, and I promise, I won’t break your mama’s heart.”
She nodded silently, and looked away. He’d seen her brush her eyes, and he felt like the world’s biggest a*s for dumping his s**t on her like that. Best to let things simmer down for a while.
“I’m going to go check in with Travis and Elaine, but I’ll be back tonight. Take it easy, okay? No work?” He waited until she nodded. “I’ll help you with anything I can. I’m decent enough with a pair of scissors.”
She gave him a watery smile. “That’s sweet of you. I’ll
