Darcie
“Havoc.” The old woman rushed forward as Havoc pulled the bike to a stop. Her lined face split wide with a grin. “I thought it was you I passed, but then I thought my old eyes must be deceiving me. I mean, how long has it been since you came and visited me?”
“I know.” Easily he slipped from the bike, and for a moment, I felt forgotten. “But can you chew me out later? And by later, I mean never.”
Gingerly I climbed off after him, shuffling my feet awkwardly. Truthfully I didn’t know what the hell to do. Or say. I had never been good at family stuff.
“Deal.” Piercing blue eyes found mine around his broad shoulders. “If you don’t mention my driving.”
Havoc laughed, great big belly laughs that made his body shake. “What, that you drive like a teenager and have the road rage to mat
