“Love you, too,” I said.
“Love,” Klaus said, yawning.
We disconnected the call, and I looked over at Klaus.
“I really do want to go to her.”
“I know. I do as well,” he said. “But I thought she was going to come through the phone and kick my ass when I said I got a ticket.”
“It’s because she’s worried about all the paparazzi hanging out, trying to get more information on her and Anson. She doesn’t want us found out. At this point, I don’t even give a shit, but I get it. She’s trying to protect Ellis.”
Klaus sighed. “I understand. I just don’t like being away from her so much.”
“We share the same sentiment,” I murmured.
He clapped me on the back and got to his feet. “I need to get to sleep. I have far too much work and too many meetings tomorrow.”
“You could retire,” I called out to him as he walked away.
“I would go crazy sitting here without my hummingbird. It is best to continue to work. Sleep well, brother.”
And with those words, he left me alone. I smiled. Klaus was a good guy. I loved the man as if he were my brother. His love for Rosalie was real and true, and that mattered. Had he been here just for a good time, I’d have kicked his ass to the curb long ago, but he proved his devotion to her.
I went to my bedroom after checking in on Ellis. Trix had gone home hours ago. She seemed distracted and kept getting messages. When I asked her if everything was OK, she grumbled that Hex was pissing her off.
That definitely seemed likely, so I didn’t pursue it. She knew she could talk to me if she needed to.
I settled at my desk and stared at my screen for a moment. Instead of going to my manuscript, I navigated to E’s social media and took a look around. He still hadn’t updated much. Just his photography, but there was a newer image of him.
I clicked on it and stared at him.
He looked good. Really good. He was more filled out. His hair was longer and a little messy. His green eyes seemed alive.
E must have been being honest with Rosalie because he definitely didn’t look like someone who was using and was depressed, not that those things were easy to tell all the time, but I remembered addict E, and this definitely wasn’t him.
I closed out of E’s social media before checking out Cole’s. Not much greeted me. He had a few pictures of himself at the gym. He’d definitely been working out too. Pictures of him in his white doctor jacket. I smiled at that.
“Good for you, man,” I murmured, noting he was a resident at one of the big hospitals in the city. He must have blown his way through courses at Mayfair to get that far ahead so quickly, but I knew Cole. He was always so damn smart.
I didn’t look at Enzo’s stuff. I didn’t have the heart to, so I exited completely and then decided to just go to bed.
I picked up my phone and lay down. I thumbed out a message to Rosalie.
Evan: I love you, Ro. Meet you in our dreams, baby. I’ll be wearing nothing.
Her answer came quickly.
Rosalie: I can’t wait. I love you so much.
She attached an image of her naked, and I immediately saved it to my phone.
I would definitely be seeing her in my dreams.
22
ROSALIE
Ihadn’t messaged Ethan back like I promised I would. The day got so busy that I didn’t have a chance to. I had to do a photoshoot and an interview before the concert, but today, I was free.
