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“I know.” I flash him a bright smile, but I don’t say the words back.
This time, I can’t.
Two hours later, Shelbie arrives. Warren still hasn’t left, but Mitch slipped out a little while ago. He didn’t look happy about it, but Warren insisted he go and stay gone. Tonight, I have the entire trailer to myself, and I intend on making the most of it.
“Holy crap, Shelb,” I say, eyeing her bags. “What did you bring?” It looks like she’s staying for the week, not one night.
“I may have gotten a little carried away.” She gives me a sheepish smile. “It’s been a while since I had a girls night. Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever had one.”
“There’s a first for everything,” I say. “Dump all your stuff over there and I’ll get us some drinks.”
“Oh wait.” She pulls out a bottle of cheap champagne. “Happy birthday, Kennedy.”
“Thank you.”
“What the fuck, Garret. I said a night, not the month.” Warren eyes her bags.
“It’s mostly snacks and pamper stuff.”
“Just as long as you’re not trying to smuggle a boy in there.” He smirks playfully as he says the words, but it doesn’t ease the knot in my stomach. He’s being nice.
Too nice.
I don’t like it.
“You girls going to be good?” he says. “Lock the door behind me, and don’t answer it for anyone except the delivery guy.”
“Geez, Dad, I think we’ve got it.” Shelbie snickers, and he flips her off.
“We’ll be fine,” I say. “Shelbie has her cell if anything goes wrong, which it won’t.”
He regards me for a moment, his intense gaze searching my face.
“Warren?” I breathe.
“Yeah, baby?”
“What are—"
He dives for my mouth, capturing my lips in a bruising kiss. “I love you, Kennedy. I love you so fucking much.”
I can’t say it back.
Not now, not when I’m so close to breaking free from his chains.
“Okay, lovebirds, break it up.” Shelbie has perfect timing as ever. “She’ll be here when you get back. Now go, shoo. We have girl porn to watch.”
Warren chuckles at that. He seems lighter, less intense than he has done all week. It’s unnerving.
But he reluctantly releases me and says, “Have fun. I’ll be home first thing tomorrow.”
Shelbie comes around to me and laces her arm through mine as we watch Warren leave the trailer. The second the door closes behind me, she turns to me and says, “For a second there, I thought he was never going to leave.”
“I can’t believe it,” I whisper, still staring at the door.
“Well, believe it, babe. Because dickface is gone and we’ve got the entire place to ourselves. Although I might have to crack open a window. This place smells worse than the bar.”
“You get used to it after a while.” It no longer knocks the air from my lungs when I come inside. But it’s always there, lingering.
