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“Yeah,” I sigh. “She's not the worst.”
His lips ghost across my own, and I can already feel the electricity between us. It's so tempting to just lean in and close the distance between us, but...
“Easton,” I breathe. “Please. Don't.”
He stops trying to kiss me and backs away. “I'm sorry.”
“Don't be,” I tell him. “You took a step in the right direction today. I appreciate you being open and honest with me. But that doesn't change the big step back we took earlier. I'm not going anywhere, but I also need to know that you're not going to hide drugs in your nightstand for you to take if things get tough.”
His brows furrow. “How did you...”
“Because I know you better than you think I do,” I answer simply. “We're having a baby, Easton. Things are going to get hard. I just want to know that I don't need to worry about you when I have a million other things to worry about.”
A look of determination spreads across his face as he stands up and puts his hand out for me to take. He pulls me into the house and over to our friends.
“Give me the coke,” he demands.
They all look at him like he's lost his mind, until Zayn and Knox nod at Tessa. She pulls the baggie out of her back pocket and hands it to him. He doesn't let go of me until we get into the bathroom. Opening the baggie, he looks down at the coke inside of it and then pours it right into the toilet. Once it's all ruined, he drops the bag in it too and flushes it down.
“I will do whatever it takes to show you that you don't need to worry about me,” he says to me as it disappears.
And for the first time in a long time, I believe him.
WE ALL SIT IN the living room, joking around and just having a good time. Being near Tessa, I can see why she fits in with them. She doesn't take any of their shit and is the last person to agree with something simply because everyone else is. Honestly, she's kind of intimidating, but I think that's just part of her strength. Though what I can't figure out is how she and Delaney are twins. They look similar, but their personalities couldn't be more different.
Easton keeps me right next to him and makes sure I know that if I want it, I have his complete attention. And while he's cracked some jokes with Tessa that I don't understand because I wasn't there, it's only because they're friends.
My phone vibrates in my pocket for the fourth time in two minutes, and I hit the ignore button. He’s the last person I want to talk to right now, and if he knows what's good for him, he'll stop calling. But of course it starts to vibrate again, just showing that he has a death wish.
“What the fuck do you want?” I answer, and the whole room goes quiet.
Alec sighs in relief. “You haven't answered me all day. I was worried.”
“Don't be,” I scoff. “I'm fine and so is Easton, no thanks to you.”
“Ken, you've got it all wrong. Just come talk to me,” he pleads. “I'm outside.”
Of course, he is, because intruding in things he doesn't belong in is apparently a specialty of his. “Well, I'm not home.”
“I know,” he says. “I'm outside Easton's.”
Zayn and Easton are sitting on either side of me and can hear Alec through the phone, and as he says that, their heads whip toward each other. Zayn jumps up and runs over to the window, then looks back at Easton and nods. Anger courses through me as I hang up the phone and storm out the door. Alec is standing in the street when I get out there.
“You have a lot of fucking nerve showing up here,” I sneer, not paying attention to the crowd that pours out of the house to see what happens.
Alec raises his hands in defense. “You have to listen to me. He asked for them. Practically begged me!”
“He begged for them,” I repeat back to him with my words practically dripping venom. “He didn't even fucking use it, Alec!”
“Wait, Alec?” Knox asks. “This is the fucker responsible for this shit?”
“Yeah,” Easton answers. “But don't—”
He can't even finish his sentence before Knox is already walking toward Alec. “No, fuck that. You like messing with people's lives, you little shit? Is that it?”
“Man, get out of my face,” Alec huffs, but Knox isn't having it.
“I don't think so. You want to fuck with my friends, you fuck with me,” he growls.
