Chapter 180

When he had his shock, fear, and ultimately, anger, under control, he picked up Becky and walked into the front room with her. He sat on the couch and cradled her in his lap as Jon handed him a tumbler of Jameson. He downed the glass and handed it back to him. He gave him a second glass, this one brandy, and he nudged Becky. “Here, sweetheart, drink this.” She was still shaking, and it took a couple of goes for her to take the glass and raise it to her lips. “We should talk,” she said, her voice shaking. “Later,” he said. “Right now I just need you to relax and let me take care of you.” She sagged back into his chest and he tightened his arms around her. The room slowly filled up around them, his friends taking positions around the room and watching him with concern on their faces. Jonathon sat down beside him and bumped his shoulder. “Damn, your girl’s fucking awesome.” Barry grinned. She was. Becky was all sorts of fucking awesome. Brian smiled and shook his head as he stroked his be