finding Reese.: a SAFELIGHT novel vol.2 (SAFELIGHT Series) Read Free Page A

for us, but it’s okay to break down every once in a while, Stud,” Catalina murmurs, and for a second there I swear I can hear a part of my heart breaking. Catalina knows me better than I give her credit for, and can read me like a goddamn book.
    My hands move to cup her cheeks, and I bend forward to kiss her forehead. As soon as my lips make contact with the warmth of her skin, the tears that had been forming fall freely from my eyes and wet my cheeks. “I know, baby, I know. I just can’t stand to see you worried or sad. I promised I would make you smile and make you happy, and right now I’m breaking those promises,” I whisper trying to bite back a sob and failing miserably.
    Since the moment I found out about the avalanche and the possibility of losing Jax forever, I’ve felt the need to rein in my true feelings. All this time I’ve kept my composure, trying to be strong for both of us. I guess finding out Jax could very well be alive floods me with relief, and all the worry and anger I’ve been holding in makes its way out. I’ve had nightmares of getting that life-altering phone call in the middle of the night where I’m told Jackson is dead, and his body has been recovered, mangled and frozen in the snow. The thought alone makes me shudder, and my muted crying morphs into full-blown sobs.
    I nestle my head in the crook of her neck finding comfort in her warmth, and take in her unique scent that reminds me of candy. As my crying evens out, I don’t care if I reveal moments of weakness and despair to Catalina, and to be honest I don’t think she’ll see me as less of a man if I cry. That’s why I’m so goddamn lucky to have her in my life. Ever felt like you met the woman of your dreams? Yeah, that’s me all right.
    “Stud, let it all out,” Catalina croons while her fingers gently brush away strands of my hair which skim against the collar of my shirt. My chest heaves less and less with each calming breath I take, and when my tears subside Catalina squeezes my shoulders. “Let’s pack some clothes so we can get the hell out of here and find Jax.”
    Her sudden strength is infectious. I nod and kiss her neck softly, agreeing with her. As soon as I let go of Catalina, my phone rings. In the blink of an eye there’s a moment of absolute panic going on inside my head as I try to think who might be calling and why. Without taking a glance at the caller ID, I answer on the third ring. I sigh in relief when I hear Kaelan’s soft-spoken voice flooding the line.
    “Jupiter, can you make it to JFK in an hour, tops? There’s a flight in an hour and a half. Just say the word and it’s yours.”
    “Yeah, Kaelan. Go ahead and book it, and email me the flight info. We’re gathering some things and we’ll be right out the door. Any news on the coordinates we gave you?” I ask, hoping she delivers us some much needed good news.
    “Yes. Right now the search and rescue officials are keeping mum to the press which is good. The last thing we want is to bring the public’s hopes up, in case it’s not a happy ending. The folks here are moving all of their resources to find our boy. The bracelet is still giving out pings, so all in all it’s great news.” Kaelan replies confidently, which eases my anxiety a bit.
    “This is great news! We’ll be there in a few hours. I hope by the time we arrive in Calgary, we’ll have news worth celebrating. Thanks, Kaelan.”
    “Okay, son, have a safe flight,” Kaelan says and promptly hangs up.
    Catalina is busying herself trying to get the essentials packed, but the steady shaking of her hands and her constant pacing back and forth in the room isn’t getting anything accomplished. Our nerves are frazzled, and time is against us. We need to get out of here, and fast.
    “Come on, baby. Let’s just wash up and leave,” I breathe encouragingly, taking the sweater away from Catalina’s trembling hands and throwing it on the bed.
    After some coaxing, I guide her into