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Lying on my bunk, I rest my hands behind my head and block out Dex and Zach playing cards. I banned blackjack last week because Zach couldn’t play without counting cards and Dex was ready to knock him on his ass if he lost another phone card or his commissary. To forget what and who I’m missing on the outside, I replay the day we were arrested and the events after. Our so-called trial was pushed through at an alarmingly fast rate, all courtesy of Effie fucking Rathbone because I wouldn’t turn on the Haywards.
“Looks like your nanny won’t be going without,” Mason says, entering the cell.
Opening my eyes, he stares down at me and backs up when I throw my legs over the edge and sit up.
“What are you talking about?”
“Just spoke to Aspen, and she was telling me that the prospect asked your nanny out when they got back to the club.”
My chest tightens and I have to fight to keep myself reined in.
“And how did my nanny respond?” I ask, keeping my tone neutral.
“She didn’t. Aspen said she purposefully interrupted them, and he walked off.”
I snort. I’ll have to thank Aspen when I see her next.
Stroking my beard, I don’t like how this shit feels. I keep my face straight. My brothers don’t know what went on between us and that’s the way it’s going to stay.
My chest tightens and I imagine Holly getting dressed up and going out on a date with anyone. Jealousy is an ugly trait and not one I’ve had the experience of sharing many times in my life, and I don’t like it now. Especially while I’m stuck in here with only a phone between us.
“You want me to call Aspen back and get her to keep an eye on them?”
“He won’t want you to do that, ’cause then he’d have to admit it’s her name he says in his sleep,” Dex says.
Before I was bunked with Mase, I shared a cell with Dex. I don’t appreciate him gossiping about my nightly activities.
I catch Zach looking my way and like a coward, I drop my gaze. He deals the cards and holds them up, asking if I want to be dealt in. I shake my head and lie back down.
“Don’t call Aspen. Holly’s free to do as she wants.”
Yet the minute I can get to the phones without it looking like I’m bothered, I will.
Closing my eyes, I hear Mason cracking his knuckles and his sighs of boredom, growing louder each time.
“What is it, Mase?” I ask.
“I thought prison would be more… entertaining than this. I’m so fuckin’ bored. I want to stab myself just so I get sent to medical for something to do.”
Snorting, I fully understand. “Figure out something else to do. I’m not explaining your scars to your old lady once we’re home. And we can’t afford to be vulnerable.”
The core of our days is waiting for Effie to have paid any one of these assholes to attack us. It’s no different to being on the outside, keeping our eyes open to enemy strikes, but here, the confines are so tight, we could be attacked getting our dinner trays.
“What about one little fight?” he begs. “The prick below us has been eyeing me for days.”
“Seriously, brother?”
“Deadly.”
Sitting up, I stare him in the eyes, and I can see his need to unburden himself.
“You get in a fight, you’ll get thrown in solitary. You get thrown in solitary, you lose your visitations. It’s killing you now not seeing Aspen every day. You wanna go even longer?”
His face contorts and I shake my head. “I thought not. No fighting, no making deals, nothing that brings attention our way. We’re doing the time, and we’re getting home.”
“You were cooler before you got the patch,” he grunts.
“Fuck you.” I snort.
