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“That makes me feel a little better,” I admit.
“It should. They were always talking about the universe playing a cosmic joke on them, giving them signals that Scarlett was their mate, but then making her refuse to entertain a conversation with any of them for more than five seconds.”
I can’t help but laugh. “Yeah. You guys aren’t exactly Scarlett’s type.”
“I figured,” he says. “They thought she might just have commitment issues, but we all saw the kind of guys that got invited to her parties.”
“Musicians, right?”
He nods. “It only makes sense. She’ll have way more in common with guys who work in the same industry that she does.”
“That’s true,” I murmur, wondering how she’s getting along with Chaos Burning.
She’s probably at the island resort with them now, sipping cocktails at a bar or something.
It makes me smile. I hope she’s having a good time.
Chapter sixty-eight
Gus
Driving into the city is usually a pain in the ass. I don’t like to come out here too often, because it’s a total life suck. It always feels like I’ve lost way more than a few hours of my time, and whatever I’ve had to come out here for never feels like it’s been worth it.
Tonight, I don’t grudge the journey one little bit.
Talking with Sapphire makes three hours pass in what feels like minutes, and I find out so much about her life that every question she answers gives me a few more.
I want to know everything.
It’s been a long time since I let myself open up like this.
My pack brothers know something happened with an ex, but they don’t know the whole story.
It’s not something I thought I’d ever talk about, but it helped me connect with Sapphire, and we understand each other a little better now.
“I can’t believe we’re almost there,” Sapphire tells me as we reach Silver Lake’s exit.
“How far is your apartment from the college?” I ask.
“A few blocks,” she says. “That’s the closest, most convenient parking spot for sure.”
“Perfect,” I murmur as we start the slow crawl into Cressidan City in Saturday night traffic.
Sirens are ringing out all over. Typical weekend in a big city.
“I worked in the city for a little bit,” I tell her. “Once I got through training to work as a firefighter.”
“Really?” she asks. “That must have been pretty different to working out in Silver Valley.”
“Oh, it was,” I tell her with a laugh. “It could get pretty crazy. Don’t get me wrong. There are still times when nothing much is happening and we’re all waiting around cleaning and checking equipment or whatever, but for the most part it was a lot faster paced.”
“Did you prefer it?” she asks.
It takes a second to realize why she’s asking.
She lives out here. It’s where her job is.
We live in Silver Valley.
