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Chapter 25
Saxton~
Kincaid’s condo was only fifteen minutes from my place, so there was no reason that Hastings shouldn’t be here by now. It’s been over thirty minutes, and even though I was a possessive bastard, I wasn’t a controlling one. This wasn’t about her not being here when she said she would be. This was about being concerned that she wasn’t here when she said she would be. Plus, I’ve called her twice, and she hasn’t answered, so I was really beginning to worry.
Before getting in my car and going to look for Hastings, I called Kincaid. They might have gotten to talking or something. Even though I knew it was all good again between them, girls were girls, so who knew.
“Hey,” she answered on the second ring.
“Hey, are you home?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Is Hastings there with you?”
“No,” she answered. “I must have just missed her, too. I got a text from her about five minutes before I got home. She texted that she was spending the weekend with you.”
“Yeah, well, she’s not here yet,” I told her.
“Maybe she stopped at the store or-”
“She’d text if she was going to stop somewhere, Kincaid,” I interrupted. “If nothing else, she has enough manners to text and ask if I’d need anything.”
“That’s true,” she mumbled over the phone. “Well, maybe she got a flat tire or-”
“Then why wouldn’t she call me to fix it?” I interrupted again.
“Christ, Saxton,” she let out. “Maybe because women are capable of changing their own damn tire?”
I growled.
Kincaid was such a tyrannical little shit.
“Even if she can, she’d still call to tell me that she was running late, asshole.”
I could hear Kincaid sighing over the phone. “Fair point,” she conceded. “Look, I didn’t see her in the garage, but she parks in the visitor section. Try calling her and I’ll go and check the garage, okay?”
“You think I’m being ridiculous, don’t you?”
“No,” she lied. “I think you’re in love.” Another sigh. “The Saxton I know is calm and assesses the situation. He very rarely goes off half-cocked. So, it can only be love that’s making you seem…panicked.”
“Babe?”
“Yeah?”
“Just shut up and help me find my girl, please?”
She laughed. “I’m on it.”
After calling Hastings one last time with no success, I got in my car, then went in search of her. While I was worried on a general level, in the back of my mind, August running amok was a concern. Sure, he was after Rylee, but that hadn’t stopped him from accosting Sutton and pissing off Ross. Plus, after posting those pictures of me and Hastings all over my social media feeds, it wasn’t a secret that she was my girl.
Hitting the second stoplight on my route to Kincaid’s, my phone rang, and I hit the speaker feature as soon as I saw who it was. “Yeah?”
“Where are you?”
“I’m stuck at the stoplight on Herman and Stills,” I answered.
“Saxton?”
