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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Dad stops when he sees the two of us out here by ourselves, looking guilty as fuck, and frowns hard. I step forward, drawing his attention to me. “What’s up?”
“We’ll be cutting the cake soon. Time to get inside.”
I stride ahead of him, forcing him to keep up with me. If I can get him back inside and away from Sloane, maybe he’ll forget he ever found us alone.
That’s a big maybe.
I just hope his surprise visit didn’t scare away any and all hope of this budding relationship with Sloane.
I hope to fuck not.
Sloane
Where is my sister?
Focusing on Rhiannon and our family drama chases away the near-disaster that happened last weekend. I’d stupidly followed Dempsey, needing a repeat of our kiss and to escape Oliver. Like the first time, we fell together so easily, the attraction incredibly intense and undeniable.
It felt so good kissing him.
And then he picked me up like I weighed nothing.
Had Nathan not interrupted, would we have had sex right there against the wall?
Guilt and horror make my stomach churn. Though Nathan didn’t see what we were doing, he’s not stupid. The accusatory expression on his face won’t stop haunting me.
That’s our baby boy, you homewrecker.
I rub at my temple, hoping to ease the headache that’s forming. It’s been a week of overthinking that night and worrying Jamie will show up to tell me what a horrible person I am.
She hasn’t shown up to hand me my ass yet.
So maybe we did get away with our stolen, passionate moment. It doesn’t make me feel any less terrible about it, though. I clearly was feeling lonely and Dempsey showed up at the right time in my life, saying all the right things to make me feel cared for.
I chew on my bottom lip, barely focused on what Aisha is saying in the passenger seat. Early this morning—and like every morning since Jamie’s party—I was eager to rush out of the station to go on patrol. I’m sure Tanaka thinks he scared me into leaving his shady dealings alone.
Unbeknownst to him, I’ve been doing my own investigating late at night when I can’t sleep and I’m doing my best to blow Dempsey off via text. Not only have I been finding interesting information about the Ghirards, but I’ve also uncovered more about the motorcycle club Trevor has found himself mixed up with.
Without getting lost in Dempsey’s handsome grins, I can actually stay focused and do my job.
“Where do we want to go to lunch today?” Aisha asks. “I’m thinking Thai.”
Thai’s not my favorite, but anything to keep me out of the station works for me. Now that I have a game console for Kaden at the house, I feel comfortable leaving him while I work rather than pawning him off on Tara.
“Sounds good to me,” I say, my mind drifting back to my sister.
As Aisha continues to babble, this time about her kids, I wonder where the hell Rhiannon is. Each night, on my way home, I’ve stopped by her apartment to try to talk to her. Neither she nor Lenny is ever there, or at least they don’t answer when I come knocking. Trevor isn’t either. It’s a mystery that may require me to speak to my mother. She may not answer my texts, but she’d have to speak to me if I showed up unannounced.
“You want me to surprise you?” Aisha asks, pointing to the Thai restaurant as we approach. “I’m assuming we’ll eat on the run, right?”
“Yeah, surprise me.”
As soon as she’s out of the vehicle, I lean my head back and close my eyes. Dempsey’s handsome, swollen, just-kissed lips come to the forefront of my mind.
This is absolute torture.
My phone buzzes and the usual guilty feeling threads through me. I peek at my phone to see another text from Dempsey.
