Walker Revenge (The Walker Family Series Book 5) by Bernadette Marie Page B

this.
I can’t stay here and take care of him.” She rubbed Lucas’s back as
she walked toward the bed. With his Tigger gripped tightly in his
hands, she laid him down on the bed and pulled a small blanket up
over him.
    Phillip moved in behind her and looked down
at him. “He’s precious, Chelsea. Makes me wish I’d have had
one.”
    “Why didn’t you?”
    “My choice in women that I married was never
good.”
    “You still have time.”
    He chuckled quietly. “Only got eyes on one
woman, and I find a way to seem like the idiot I have a reputation
for being, whenever she’s around.” Backing up, he ran his hand over
the rim of his hat. “Listen, I know you’re not happy here, but you
need to stay out here.”
    “I’ll be fine at home. I don’t…”
    “Your house was broken into last night.”
    Chelsea felt the tightness in her chest, and
her breath grew thick in her lungs. Gently, she sat down on the bed
next to Lucas, who continued to sleep soundly.
    “Dominic?”
    Patrick shook his head. “Still have eyes on
him in Texas, and he’s right where he’s supposed to be.”
    “Who’s doing this?”
    “I don’t know. We took the truck in, and
we’re trying to identify who was driving it.”
    She hated being in such a vulnerable
position. Feeling hunted was a horrible feeling. Chelsea shifted
her eyes up to look at Phillip. “I don’t want anything to happen to
the Walkers. They don’t deserve to have anything happen to them
because of me. I need to find somewhere else for Lucas and me. If
this is someone who knows me, they’ll look for me with my parents
and my sister. I don’t want them hurt either.”
    “The safest place for you is here. No one is
going to let anyone near you.”
    “Why would they do this for me?”
    “You’re worth it, Chels. This family has a
high tolerance for pain if you will. Nothing will break them.”
    She knew that was true. The Walkers never
let anything break them. Not family feuds. Not greedy land
grabbers. Not possessive ex-cops. They were forgiving and decent
people.
    “I’ll stay,” she said softly. “I’ll take
care of Russ, and I’ll stay.”
    Phillip smiled. “Good. He needs you, and you
need them. It’s as if it were fate.”
    “Someone’s sick idea of fate.”
    He nodded. “If you can think of any reason
someone wants in your house, you let me know. I walked through, and
I don’t see anything out of place from when we were there.”
    “I feel violated.”
    “That might be all they were going for. But
you think about it, and you stay here. Everett and the boys know
what’s going on, and I’ve even talked to Byron Walker to see if he
knows anything. You know, if there’s something bad going down
around here, he’s usually got a hand in it.”
    She couldn’t help but let a little laugh
slip. Byron Walker was known for being mischievous and backhanded.
“He knew nothing?”
    “Nope, but he’s keeping his ears open
too.”
    “Thank you,” she said reaching up and
touching his arm. “You have no idea how much all this means to
me.”
    “Just doing my job.” He turned and walked
toward the door before turning back. “Ya, know, if you ever need an
extra hand with him, you might ask Lydia Morgan. She’s fantastic
with kids,” he said and then walked out the door.
    Chelsea smiled as she thought of what he’d
said. Only ever had eyes on one woman, and I find a way to seem
like the idiot I have a reputation for being, whenever she’s
around. To anyone it would have to be completely obvious who
he’d been talking about. The only one that was that oblivious, she
thought, was Lydia.
    Maybe she could talk to her about him. After
all, he seemed to be very vested in keeping her safe. Perhaps it
was the least she could do for him.
    Lucas stirred next to her, and she looked
down at him. He was her miracle, and she loved him more than she
ever could have imagined she’d love anyone.
    Feeling the strain of the day, she laid down
next to him and