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Chapter 15
Willow
The next day, I'm looking through my purse when I hear the doorbell ring. I’m hoping it's Ares with news about QB, but I also had to admit I was looking forward to seeing him again. Who knew we’d turn a corner?
I'm surprised when I open the front door though, "Gavin, what are you doing here?"
Gavin leans in, closer than necessary, and smiles, "Damn girl, you look amazing! Of course, you always do."
I notice Gavin's eyes have a glassy look to them, and I wonder if he's high. I take a step back, and I feel his eyes roam down my body and slowly back up. His smirk is starting to irritate me, not to mention I'm not on the fucking menu.
"How do you make jeans look so freaking sexy?" Gavin winks.
"Did you drive here?" I ignore his flirting and ask, trying to look around his tall, lean frame engulfing the entryway.
"Yep, I've got my bike. I came by to take you for a ride," Gavin declares.
"You high?" I ask as I cross my arms.
"Hell no, I'm not high!" Gavin frowns, looking down at me.
"Why don't you let me arrange an uber so you can get home," I reach for my phone that’s in my back pocket.
"Fuck that!" Gavin replies heatedly, stepping away from the door and storming back to the street.
He immediately gets on his bike, balancing it as he plops the helmet on his head without securing the straps. He turns the bike on, revving it unnecessarily so that he can make as much noise as possible. Before pulling away from the curb, he flicks me off with a smirk.
Zoe says over my shoulder, "what was that about?"
I turn to her, noticing she has Cody on her hip. He has a toy truck in his mouth.
"I have no idea!" I reply honestly.
"I didn't know you'd been in touch with Gavin," Zoe walks past me to put Cody in his highchair.
"I saw him at work when he was picking up his nephew," I report.
"Wow, I'd forgotten about that. I remember hearing Gavin's sister was back in town with her kid," she tells me as she goes into the kitchen.
I go back to my room to grab the envelope Ares left. I hear Cody slam the truck onto the highchair top. When I return, Zoe is sitting in the chair beside him, feeding him. He looks pleased.
"Looks like he's eating good," I comment as I sit in the chair on the other side of the table.
"It's hit or miss, but he loves the carrots," Zoe smiles at her son.
"You, sleeping, okay?' I ask because I can see the shadows under her eyes.
"That's hit or miss too," she glances at me with a small smile on her face.
"Here!" I push the envelope across the table.
"What's this?" Zoe's eyes go wide as she notices the thick envelope. After putting the spoon down, she opens it and gasps.
"Jamison Walker dropped that off yesterday," I say, leaning back in my chair.
"Did hell freeze over or something?" Zoe chuckles.
"I know, right!" I can't help but laugh too.
