Loving Lachlyn (Ashland Pride Two) Read Online Free PDF

Lachlyn into the tiny bedroom at the back and got her settled, Brio filled the gas tank with a gas can he kept in the shed for his lawn mower.
    Jericho traded keys with Brio, leaving his truck keys there and taking the RV keys.  Pausing at the open driver’s door, he said, “If you can do it safely, Lachlyn had some things set aside from her grandma’s house that she wanted to keep.  The lawyer’s supposed to sell the place soon.  I don’t know what will happen to her things when that happens.”
    “You bet.  Now get the hell out of here, Son.”
    Jericho hugged his uncle, swamped with emotion.  It was pitch black when Jericho pulled away from his uncle’s home and headed towards the highway.  His mind raced over all that he had learned in a short time.  He’d always known about his dad’s dark side.  Jericho had gone on too many errands at his dad’s command that ended in people getting hurt.  But that was business.  Jericho always figured that if people were stupid enough to get involved with a psycho loan shark, then they deserved what they got for defaulting on loans.  But he hadn’t known that his dad’s dark side had touched his own life so dramatically, taking away his mother.
    He glanced in the rearview to where Lachlyn was still unconscious, making a vow that he would keep her safe from his father.  That his own life had been so torn apart by his father’s jealousy over his mother’s second mate caused him to make a second promise.  To be accepting of the male who would hold Lachlyn’s heart and safety in his own hands as well.
    He just hoped to hell that the male would be willing to share Lachlyn.
     
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
     
    Lachlyn rolled over and pain made her sit up quickly, gripping her throbbing shoulder.  She looked around in surprise.  The last thing she remembered was Detroit’s glee-filled face as he jabbed the cattle prod into her naked thigh.  But she wasn’t naked on the grass in Detroit’s backyard.  She was on a bed in what appeared to be an old camper.  Lifting up the blanket that was draped across her, she peeked at her body.  Yep.  Still naked.
    Gingerly, she reached her hand to her aching shoulder and felt the edge of a bandage.  Someone had treated her wounds and taken her away from Detroit.  But who?
    “Hello?” she called.  The door to the tiny bedroom was open, but she didn’t see anyone.  Sunlight streamed through the narrow windows in the bedroom and the camper wasn’t moving.
    A door creaked and Jericho stepped inside.  “You’re awake!”  He smiled in relief, eating up the distance between them with long strides.  He stopped at the door.  “How do you feel?”
    “Confused?”
    He chuckled.  “We’re at a campground in Cincinnati.  Brio gave me the RV and helped me get away.”
    Lachlyn knew his Uncle Brio and wasn’t surprised that he had helped Jericho.  “Your dad,” she started, unsure of what to say.
    “I stopped him from hurting you further and ekscluhded us both from the den.  If you’re okay with it, we’re on our way to your uncle’s in Bracks.”
    “Uncle Don?”  She looked at him in confusion and then looked at her fingertips.  Her index finger had a scab on it.  Jericho had drawn her blood for the ekscluhsion.
    Nodding, Jericho said, “He can offer us sanctuary until we decide where to go.”
    Her heart began to pound in her chest.  “We?”
    Jericho sat on the edge of the bed, his big body dwarfing hers.  He scrubbed a hand over his short, dark brown hair and sighed.  “I want you to be my mate, Lachlyn.  We’ve danced around each other for years.  It’s been long enough.”  He was staring straight ahead, not looking at her.  “I know I’m not enough for you, and I’ve accepted that.”
    She scooted along the bed, groaning at her aching muscles and clutching the sheet to her body.  “You’re not enough for me?  What are you talking about?”
    Her hand rested on his