chapter 55

I flash a wary look at the doc in the corner, who turns a shade paler, his brow furrowing, etching his features into that of worry, and he casts an evasive look back at me. He darts a glance at Colton, then back again to me, suddenly sheepish.

"It can t be Deacon, right? It s too early!" I point out while asking him to confirm, to calm the sudden whirlwind of nerves, hating the apprehension I can feel from him, but he swallows loudly.