Beck POV
I watched her storm out, and it took everything in me not to go after her.
My hand had balled into a fist on the table. I hadn't told it to. Cade reached across and tapped it once with two fingers.
Then he was up and moving, and he caught the boy halfway out of his chair.
"Hey." He put a hand on Travis's shoulder, easy, like they were old friends. "Let it cool off. I'll make sure she gets home. Okay?"
Travis looked at the door. He looked at Cade's hand. I could see him wanting to say no. It was all over his face.
But this was the sheriff, and the boy had wanted a badge his whole life. He still knew how to mind one.
He nodded and he sat back down.
Cade went out without looking back at me. I heard his truck start.
I let out a breath I had been holding since she stood up.
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