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“Except now. ”
I’m shaking my head again. “Everyone has a breaking point, and I’d lay odds this isn’t Eric. ” But I won’t go near a conversation about her family. “Your body may need a break, but your spirit is still strong. ”
“I bet this wouldn’t happen to Beth. ”
“No, it wouldn’t, because Beth always ran. ”
Rachel blinks.
“Beth was always a runner. She may have stood in place, but she always hid behind the wall she built, and if that didn’t work, she ran to a guy, to drugs, to anywhere other than where she should have been, to forget. You and Beth—you’re night and day. ”
“If you really think that then let me race Zach. ” Her voice breaks, leaving her only able to whisper. “Let me bet the seven hundred and race him. I’d do it without you, but he already said that he won’t race me without your permission because he doesn’t want to mess with you. ”
The muscles in my jaw contract. “Is that all he said?”
She winces. “He’d also race me if I broke up with you. But ignore that. Isaiah, we’re already in trouble. If I win, then we try to double the fourteen hundred, and then we try to double again. Let me help dig us out of this hole. ”
Rachel’s so pale I can see the veins beneath her skin. She could win. Rachel’s been practicing. Stolen moments between us in abandoned parking lots. All she lacked was experience and confidence. My angel has both now. Even with her body defying her, she’s a force of nature.
But what if the race Zach’s offering isn’t innocent? What if his association with Eric drags her in deeper? Not able to see the angle he’s playing, I can’t take the risk.
“Everyone’s waiting on me,” I say as a cop-out. “Let me talk to them. ”
She casts her eyes down. “We won’t work if you never trust me to be strong enough. ”
I kiss her forehead. “It has nothing to do with trust or strength. ” But with keeping her safe. “Rest. You can’t do anything if you don’t sleep. ”
I close the door to the bedroom behind me and freeze when I assess the room. All eyes fall on me. Echo and Abby lean against the kitchen counter. Noah stands near the couch. Ryan and Beth sit next to Logan, who has his bum leg propped on the old coffee table.
“I thought you were out,” I say to Logan. “And you were with your dad. ”
“Dad works third shift,” he replies. “He asked Ryan to take me home. I’m out of driving. Doesn’t mean my mind stopped working. ”
Ryan snorts. “That’s up for debate. ” I throw him a questioning glare, and he earns a little respect when he doesn’t look away.
“Beth and Logan see something in you,” he says. “But know if you hurt either one of them again, I’ll kick your ass. ”
Fair enough. “Noted. But good luck with that. ”
“Now that the pissing contest is over,” says Abby, “how’s Rachel?”
I shrug. Rachel wouldn’t want her business discussed.
“Abby and I told them everything,” Logan says, unrepentant. “In detail. ”
“Wasn’t your place. ” Embarrassment thinly disguised as anger seeps into my tone.
“Wasn’t, but I did it anyhow. ”
“I borrowed two thousand dollars from my brothers’ parents. ” Noah jumps in, possibly to stop my anger at Logan from accelerating. Noah’s a proud guy, and that type of gesture had to kill his soul. “To cover rent for the semester. I hoped to buy us enough time until you got a job where you could support yourself. The money is yours. ”
An understanding passes between us. If I accept the money, Noah moves into the dorms and I return to foster care. “It’s not enough. ”
“More than half,” says Logan. “We still have that seven hundred. ”
“Fine, twenty-seven hundred, but we’re still short. ”
“I’ve got five hundred saved to buy a car,” says Beth. She winks at Ryan. “You’ll have to drive me around longer. ”
