an open field until the farmer scared the shit out of me when he started harvesting the corn out there. Pain medication? I wouldn’t know. The one and only time I took it was when Mr. Force gave it to me. And I haven’t taken it since.” She reached over and handed her the prescription. “You want it? Take it. I didn’t ask for it in the first place. Let me go to jail, please?” Nancy nodded once. She stood up and reached for the phone. If Connor thought he could simply leave her here without a care as to what happened to her then she’d be better off at jail. When George answered the phone, she asked for his help. “She would like to finish her sentence behind bars. I would very much like it if you could send someone to get her, please.” George sputtered twice before she continued. “If you’re concerned about Austin, let me handle him. I want this girl picked up today. Now if you could manage it.” “I thought she was Connor’s mate. The doc said—” “Connor has made his decision about her.” She waited for him to speak and when he didn’t, she continued. “You come and get her or I bring her to you. If I have to do that, there are any number of pack going to be pissed at you for making me wait dinner for them.” George laughed. “You have something brewing in that mind of yours, don’t you? I just bet that…” He laughed. “I’ll come and get her. Something isn’t right, but I’m sure that when the shit hits the fan, and we both know that it will, you’ll tell me all about it.” Nancy didn’t even bother telling him she had no idea what he was talking about. Instead, she hung up a few minutes later and helped Lou get dressed. The girl was sweating by the time Nancy helped her into a pair of old sweat pants and an older sweat shirt. It had taken some doing to find something of Connor’s that had his scent on it, but she just managed to get it on her before the police cruiser showed up. Things were about to get fun. Smiling, she went to find CJ to tell her what she’d done.
Chapter 6
Connor watched the flatbed driver take the last of the wood off the truck. It was the second delivery this week and he was beginning to see that all his hard work was paying off. The outter walls were beginning to take shape and some of the plumbing had been put into position. It was starting to look like it was under construction rather than just a dream of one. “You want I should start on the out walls or you want that I get things ready for the electrician for tomorrow?” Connor looked over at the foreman he’d hired the day before yesterday. Walter Nolan had worked miracles in a short amount of time. He nodded. “I know it’s just an inspection to see if we can get it out this way, but I want him to see what I need done. If you leave me a list of things for tonight, I’ll work on it.” Connor had been sleeping at the empty shell for two nights. Not so much sleeping really, but napping only to get up and work some more on the house. He was exhausted, but he needed to have the house finished sooner rather than later. Then he’d spend time getting to know his mate. He’d seen how his brothers were with their mates. Besotted came to mind. They couldn’t make a move without checking in with them or making sure they were all right. He wanted that too, but now he had things to get finished. The house for one thing, and he was expanding his business. He couldn’t do those things and be all lovey dovey with his mate. Besides, he was pretty sure she was too sore to get to know him anyway. He looked up when someone cleared his throat. He thought maybe he’d fallen asleep standing up. He looked at Austin. “You been busy.” They both looked at the shell as Austin continued. “How much longer do you think it’ll be?” “Nolan says about two months. Less if the weather holds. If we can get the walls up, he said working inside will be a breeze.” He walked alongside Austin when