Chapter Nine
Meanwhile
Meanwhile…
As Dutch was talking to Carlyle
Stephens in Tack and Tyra’s living room with a bevy of Chaos brothers and
Nightingale men around him …
Georgiana stood out in the chill air on the
deck of Kane and Tyra Allen’s house.
She was not the least surprised when Keely Ironside joined
her.
She didn’t look at Dutch’s mom when she asked, “He okay?”
“Kid’s been through the wringer but think he’s tough.”
She gave Keely her attention at that.
“I wasn’t talking about Carlyle.”
Keely’s eyes fell on her.
“Do you know what’s going on with my son?” she asked.
“Yes,” Georgiana answered.
“You’re not going to tell me, are you?” she asked.
“No,” Georgie answered.
“Can I trust you have him?” she asked.
“Absolutely,” Georgie answered.
Keely Black Ironside stared at Georgiana Suzanne Traylor.
Then she said, “He’s always been very serious.”
“Please don’t share with me things Dutch would want to tell
me himself.”
“What I’m saying is, I wanted him to be free longer so maybe
he’d have a little fun.”
Georgie cocked her head.
“What makes you think I’m not fun?”
Keely stared at her again.
“I’m loads of fun,” Georgie assured her.
“I hope so,” Keely whispered.
“Thank you for him,” Georgie said to her.
Keely’s head jerked.
“He’s pretty freaking amazing,” Georgiana told her something
she knew.
The way Keely was looking at her now was entirely different.
“Yes, he is.”
“We should go inside. He’s got things on his mind and he
doesn’t need to worry about his new babe talking to his beloved mother.”
“Right,” Keely murmured.
They turned as one, and neither of them missed that Dutch’s
eyes were aimed through the window.
At Georgiana.
“I haven’t seen that look in twenty-three years,” Keely
whispered.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Georgie asked.
Keely slid her arm through Georgie’s and moved her toward
the door, saying…
“Gorgeous.”