Reaper's Salvation: A Last Riders Trilogy by Jamie Begley (read a book TXT) 📗

Ginny gave Pastor Dean a bright smile. “I believe I know the right person. Thank you, Pastor Dean. Our talk has been a big help.”

Moving around the chair, she heard Pastor Dean scratch the floor as he pushed the chair back.

“Uh … Ginny, who’s the woman whose advice you’re going to ask? Perhaps I can talk to Willa …,” he hastily offered.

“That won’t be necessary. I think that’s where I’ve been wrong. The problem is one that a woman can’t fix. I need a man’s point of view. Thank you again, Pastor Dean. I’ll see myself out.”

Ginny turned when she heard him give a grunt of pain, seeing Pastor Dean holding his leg.

“What happened?”

“I accidentally hit the corner of the chair. Listen, Ginny—”

A knock behind her had Ginny hurrying to answer the door.

“Lucky, could you help me load a wedding cake into the van.”

Ginny’s interest was piqued at the mention of someone in town getting married. “Who’s getting married?”

“Dr. Griffin. She’s new to town,” Willa cheerfully told her. “Have you met her?”

Ginny was instantly thrilled for the woman.

“I’ll be with you in a minute, Willa.” Breaking into the conversation, Lucky tried to keep her from being sidetracked.

“She’s the one who examined my arm. Who’s she marrying?”

“He’s from out of town. I haven’t met him yet.”

“Two new people are moving to Treepoint? Wow. Drake will have to change the sign as you come into town.”

Willa and Ginny broke into laughter about the sign indicating the town name and the number of population that would go up instead of down.

“Ladies … Ginny, we really need to finish our conversation.” Lucky attempted once again to get her back on track.

Seeing he was becoming frustrated with Willa and not wanting to hold Willa up, she decided it was better to leave.

“That’s okay, Pastor Dean. I’ll let you know what I find out.” Giving Willa a brief one-sided hug, Ginny left the married couple, knowing she made the right decision when she heard them arguing as she left.

Who knew Pastor Dean could be so anal about his meetings with his parishioners being interrupted? Next time she needed his advice, she would make sure Willa didn’t have a big order to get out. Men could be such jerks sometimes.

The new doctor was lucky her fiancé was from out of town. That meant he didn’t have the same affliction that most of the men in this town had—jerk-itis.

Chapter Forty-One

Pushing the swinging door to the kitchen open with the flat of his hand, Reaper stared at the room full of people in frustration when he didn’t see who he was looking for.

“Where’s Ginny? And why didn’t someone answer my texts?” he asked in frustration.

“Because we’re eating.” Viper set his cup down on the table. “I was getting ready to text you back.”

“When? After you ate that pound of waffles?” Reaper snarled, going to the back door to let Suki out. Leaving the dog to do her business, he then went to the coffee machine. Grabbing a cup, he chose a nearly full pot.

“That’s …”

Reaper turned a death glare at Puck, who was doing dishes. “What?”

“Nothing,” Puck mumbled, putting a glass in the dishwasher.

Reaper poured his coffee, giving Jesus his own death glare when he appeared to be debating saying something. “You need a haircut,” he snapped at the brother.

Jesus brought his hand protectively to the back of his hair. “Yours is longer.”

Reaper’s glare intensified. “I don’t work around food.”

“I won’t be either after today.” Jesus moved to stand next to Jewell, as if the woman could protect him.

When Jewell gave him her own death glare, Reaper went to take a seat at the table. “Where’s Ginny?”

“You have no problem texting everyone else; have you tried texting her?” Viper asked.

“She hasn’t answered,” Reaper admitted, taking a sip of his coffee. Scalding his tongue, he forced himself swallow the hot liquid rather than add to Viper’s amusement.

“She’s at the church.”

“How in the fuck did she get to the church? Why wasn’t I woken up? Someone better be—”

“Chill. Reaper, it’s too early in the morning. What’s with you?” Pouring syrup over his waffles, Viper then closed the lid with a snap.

Reaper knew he was acting like a fucking dick. Ginny had turned his mind to mush from the moment she touched him. Why wasn’t his mind clearing the more time he spent with her? When was the monotony going to kick in? He just wanted one turmoil-free day. Was that too much to ask for?

Reaper could see he wouldn’t be getting any answers until he calmed down.

“Who drove Ginny to the church?”

“Moon,” Viper finally gave the information he wanted. “He’ll tail her and bring her back when she’s done. What’s your plan for the day?”

“Putting sheds together.”

“Sheds?”

“Don’t ask.” Getting up, reassured that Ginny was being watched by Moon and Lucky, Reaper went to the door to let Suki inside before making himself a plate.

Loading his plate down with waffles, he was passing the crockpot when he curiously lifted the lid to see what was inside. Oatmeal. He fucking hated the goo.

Going to the cabinet, he took a bowl at the same time as Shade took one. Hurrying back to the counter, Reaper took the remaining oatmeal before considerately turning the crockpot off.

“You couldn’t have saved me a spoonful?”

“You snooze, you lose.”

Ignoring the dark look Shade gave him, Reaper went back to the table.

Pouring the syrup over the waffles, he started eating as Shade sat down with Viper and him.

“You going to be back before the party starts tonight, to make sure Ginny is out of the way?” Viper asked.

“I plan to be back at four. I’m going out later tonight with Silas and Greer. I’ll make sure she knows to stay in my room while I’m gone. Tell the brothers while I’m gone to keep the noise down until I get back.”

“How long you going to be gone?”

“A few hours. I’m not asking them not to party, just to keep the noise