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You good?
I arch a brow at Maddox and flash him the text before responding, delighting in his grunt of disapproval at what I send back.
Me:
Yeah, I’m good. Sorry, an asshole took my phone for a second.
He says I can’t leave… but not in a creepy way…
In like a sexy way… *winkyface emoji
You know, like he wants to fuck me again.
Me:
That’s the thing that ‘came up’
His dick, Vee. I’m talking about his *eggplant emoji
Maddox chokes on nothing and I laugh as I glance over at him. His face is red and I don’t know if it’s from embarrassment or lack of oxygen.
“That is not what is happening here, trouble,” he gasps out and I toss him a smirk, even though my chest tightens uncomfortably at the name he just called me. Trouble. It’s like he and my mother have already talked about me. She’s always said I’m more trouble than I’m worth.
And here he is, an alpha that smells like a dream, calling me the same thing.
Vee:
Yeah, I gathered that from when you said ‘dick’, Sade.
Hey, remember that time we got lost in the woods?
I smile down at my phone. How could I forget? Sylvie and I had thought we’d try our hand at being outdoorsy, when neither of us has ever been that. We’re both much more indoor kids than adventurous. We’d wanted Sorrel to come with us. She knows the woods around Lake Kilrose like the back of her hand, since she grew up there.
But she’d had to work, so we’d gone it alone. And gotten hopelessly lost. Thank god I’d thought to bring a satellite phone. I may be impulsive, but I’m not stupid and I know people disappear in the woods all the fucking time. We’d gotten in contact with Sorrel, sent her pictures of the landmarks around us we thought might jog her memory and within an hour Sorel had found us and guided us out to the woods.
Cause she’s just that freaking awesome.
Just like Vee is. I try not to let tears prick my eyes at her obvious concern for me. “What’s the address here?” I ask, without looking at Maddox. Silence greets my question and I lift my eyes to find him watching me, a hard tilt to his chin. “The address?” I prompt. “My friend wants to know in case you decide to murder me and chop me into tiny pieces.”
Still silence.
I puff out a breath. “Okay, fine.”
My fingers fly over the screen to send a text as I move over to the floor to ceiling windows in the livingroom.
Me:
You worried about me, Vee?
Don’t worry, I’m fine.
I take a picture of the view, then the street below the building, trying to get as much detail as I can. Then I turn and snap a picture of Ethan and Luca on the couch. Logan in the kitchen, grabbing a cup of coffee before he goes upstairs to get dressed. Swift sidles up behind me.
“Whatcha doing, Cherrybomb?”
“Sending pictures to my friend, so she knows where to find me if shit goes down.”
He hums and wraps an arm around my chest, pulling me back into him, then takes my phone from my hand and snaps a picture of the two of us together. It’s such a simple move, so natural that it makes my heart clench. Swift is… by far, my favorite of this pack at the moment.
