The Biker's Fate Chapter 110

Cassidy

FRIDAY AFTER WORK, I loaded Maverick in the car and we made the three (plus) hour drive down to my parents'. Because Kevin wasn't available for our normal dance time next week, I'd taken advantage of that fact and taken Monday and Tuesday off work. My sisters would be at home as well, so I was looking forward to quality time with the family. What I wasn't looking forward to was not seeing Carter.

He'd called just before I left and hearing his voice made me miss him before I'd even left. He'd stayed Monday night, but our schedules for the rest of the week meant I only saw him briefly on Thursday as well, but he couldn't stay. I hated to admit it, but if I could have finagled a way to bow out of the trip, I might have considered it if it meant I got two days alone with him.

Traffic had been light, so I arrived a little after eight-thirty. Maverick slept most of the way and I had to admit, I was pretty tired by the time I pulled up to the house... driving always did that to me. Even so, there was something cathartic about coming home. Even if I didn't want to move back to the small town, it was nice not to have to worry about the day-to-day grind. I would get to sleep in and that was huge.

Before I turned off the ignition, Dad walked toward the car and opened the back door.

"Hi, Daddy."

"Hey, honey. I'll take Mav up," he whispered, and unbuckled him.

"Thanks." I smiled and locked up, grabbing our stuff from the trunk and following them inside. Setting everything down in the foyer, I made my way to the kitchen. Mom was pulling cookies out of the oven while Shannon was pouring a glass of wine.

"Is that for me?" I asked hopefully.

Shannon giggled. "Yes, but hug first."

I obliged and then took the glass of wine from her. "Kids asleep?"

Shannon had married John Worth four years ago and now had two children, a son, Kai who was three and a daughter, Alana, who had just turned two.

"Yes, thank God," she said. "They were a little harder to corral today. Being a single parent is hard."

I giggled. "Tell me about it."

Mom hugged me and then shooed us out of the kitchen. I followed Shannon into the family room.

"Maverick's so big," Shannon said, sitting on the sofa. "I got to kiss his head before Dad swept him off to bed."

"I know. Mav's looking forward to playing with the cousins and I'm dying to see Kai and Alana... they probably don't even look the same."

John and Shannon had moved to California for his job over a year ago, which we all hated, but the money was far too good to pass on. Shannon promised they'd be back one day and I secretly hoped it was soon.

Shannon grinned. "They seem to change daily."

"When does John arrive?"

"He'll be here Sunday night. He had a few things to finish up, so will be catching a flight in the morning and grabbing a car at the airport."

"Mia's coming tomorrow, right? She texted me last week, but nothing since."

"New boy haze." Shannon sipped her wine.

"Ohmigod, I know. I wonder how long this one will last."

"Let's hope longer than a week," Mom retorted as she joined us. "I'm too old to keep up with the changing lovers."

I wrinkled my nose. "Ew, Mom, please never say lover again."

Mom grinned. "Loverrrrrr."

Shannon and I dissolved into giggles.

"What's so funny?" Dad asked, strolling in and sitting next to Mom.

"I was discussing Mia's boyfriends," Mom said.

"Let's not." Dad groaned. "She's going to kill me, that one."

"Mav go down alright?" I asked.

"Didn't even stir."

"Thanks, Dad."

The rest of the evening was spent catching up, but by ten I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I headed up to bed.

The next morning (okay, it was just past noon, but I'd slept in, so for the sake of argument, it was morning), I was sitting at the table with my coffee when I heard the screen door slam. Shannon and my dad were in the back yard with the kids and Mom was in the kitchen.

"Lucy, I'm hoooome," Mia called in her best Desi Arnaz impersonation.

"In here," I responded, and met her halfway, pulling her in for a hug. "Hey there gorgeous."

"Hey, Sassidy." Mia grinned. "Ohmigod, you're never going to guess what I heard!"

"Hug me first, then gossip," Mom ordered.

Mia did as she was told and, once she grabbed herself a coffee, sat with me at the table. "Carter Quinn's home."

I gasped, drawing hot liquid down my throat and choking as I tried to breathe.

"You okay?" Mom asked, rushing over with a glass of water.

"Wrong pipe," I rasped as I slapped my chest. "What do you mean, he's home?" I asked, once I got my breath back.

"Like, he drove into town early this morning and stopped at the Smiths' flower shop to pick up something for his mom," Mia continued. "He told them he was home for a few days."

Once Carter had left the day of my confession, he hadn't been back. I knew this only because Mia told me. Even when there was a huge Quinn reunion, he'd stayed away, which I'd always found sad. But since I'd never asked him about it (partly because I didn't want to find out the reason he hadn't been back was because of me), I was able to put it out of my mind.

"Well, this is news," Mom mused, and smiled at me. "Interesting."

My stomach flipped to think he'd changed his plans to come home knowing I'd be here, but I played dumb. "Is it?"

"Very." Mom raised an eyebrow.

"Mom!" Maverick called, running in, his face red with excitement. "I caught a frog."

He opened his palm and Mia shrieked as the frog jumped at her. She spilled her coffee in her haste to escape the amphibian, and Maverick slid under the table in an effort to catch it. I made a run for paper towels while Mia hid behind my mother, who was laughing hysterically.

I rounded the counter, paper towels in hand, and came to screeching halt when I caught sight of Carter standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Mia gasped, my mom stopped laughing, and Maverick cried, "Uncle Carter!"

"Hey, buddy."

"I caught a frog!"