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Jennie bumped her shoulder. “Your bodyguard is hotandhandy. You sure you don’t want to keep him?”
Gia shook her head, fighting a smile.
“What?” Jennie’s eyes twinkled. “You two aren’t related. You could—”
She cut Jennie off. “Let’s get these kids to the clinic.” The things she’d done with Caleb were burned into her brain.
“Your face is on fire.” Jennie gave a mock pout. “I want to hear every sordid detail later.”
They made quick work of the cleanup. Gia walked Jennie back to her truck.
Jennie slid into the driver’s seat.
Click. Click. Click.
She frowned. “Oh, come on.”
Another turn of the key. Still nothing—just clicks.
With an exasperated glance at Gia, Jennie muttered, “I think it’s the battery.”
Zach had sauntered over. “Let me see.” He motioned her out and slid behind the wheel.
Click. Click. Click.
“That’s not the battery. It’s the starter.”
Gia eyed the Tahoe. Seven seats. Eight people.
One seat short.
Jennie must have been thinking the same thing. “I’ll stay behind,” she offered. “Richie Benally has to come tow Keough’s truck.”
She sighed. “I guess I’ll have him tow mine, too.”
Zach scowled. “You’re not staying here alone.”
“Then drop everyone off and come back for me.” Jennie waved her phone and gave Zach a smirk. “I’ll watch cat videos.”
Gia hesitated, unease ghosting across her skin. “Are you sure you’ll be safe?”
She caught Caleb’s eye. His jaw was tight. Something felt…wrong. He looked as if he felt it, too.
Zach didn’t look any happier.
“I’ll stay with Jennie.” Caleb leveled a hard stare at Zach. “You make sure nothing happens to Gia.”
“Oh, for goodness sakes, look around.” Jennie gave a half-twirl, her hands out, framing the buttes rising like sentinels nearby. “How much trouble could I get in? The Tohtsonis live, what, three miles from here? And the Sandoval farm is just over that ridge.”
She made a shooing motion. “Go. Take care of those kids.”
“I’ll be back in an hour,” Zach muttered.
“You worry too much.” Jennie flashed a grin. “Richie will probably arrive before you do.”
She gave Zach an arch look. “Maybe he’ll buy me dinner.”
Zach’s eyes narrowed.