Chapter 26
“I’m sure I can, Bradley Hull. Don’t underestimate my abilities.”
“Never did and never will,” I said, feeling tender and safe with him as our bodies melded together, just the two of us, so very safe from the dangerous tempest outside.
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The Arched Q Ranch
7:33 P.M.
We slept for a while. When we woke, the sound of the storm was gone. We dressed and Cord led me over to the ladder. He paused and said, “Expect it to look like the apocalypse up there.”
“I’m ready for it, guy.” Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect once we left the bunker. Neither of us did. The twister could have gouged through the land, uprooting trees and rerouting the river. All the buildings could have been ripped off their foundations and blown to splinters, turning Cord’s ranch into debris.