Chapter 5
Axel jerked awake and sat up straight when a car door slammed outside the trailer. He leapt off the couch as feet stomped up the three stairs to the tiny porch and stood by the door as it was yanked open, and a tiny woman with freshly f****d, black hair stepped inside.
“Ax, what the—”
He silenced her by laying his big hand on her mouth—it covered half her face—and made shushing sounds. “Keep your voice down. Bea’s asleep.”
When she nodded her acknowledgment, he removed his hand.
“What are you doing here?” she hissed at him. She crossed her arms over her chest, tilted her head back, and glared at him, dark eyes flashing with defiance.
“What am I doin’ here? That’s your first concern? Not how Bea is? Your daughter, Annie, who you left all by herself again!” Axel’s voice was l
