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She looks at me and pulls the sheets back over her body, falling back onto the mattress. “I take it you don’t want to tag along?” I say with a smile while I get ready.
“No. It’s like four in the morning.”
Once my jacket is on, I climb back into the bed with her and hover my head over hers. “I want a kiss,” I tell her.
She smiles, wrapping her arms around my shoulders, and I place my lips on hers. Being in her arms makes me want to forget about everything I need to do and just stay here with her.
“I want more when I get back.”
I lean off her and walk out the door, hearing her mumble, “Your wish is my command.”
Getting to the car, I drive to the part of the city where Max is at. When I pull the car up to the curb, I shut it off and get out. Rain pelts my forehead, and I brush it away. Stepping onto the sidewalk, I see Max sitting on a bench with dirt covering his suit—the same suit he wore to the dinner.
What happened when we left?I’m sure Marco said something offensive to Max, otherwise he wouldn’t have dug up a fucking grave to prove himself.
My hands fly in the air.
“I had to,” he tells me as if he needs to defend himself.
Honestly, I don’t care much about the reason behind his pain. Whoever hurt Max hurt me as well.
“You could’ve called me, you fucking idiot,” I tell him.
He walks past me. “I did call you.”
My head falls back. “I meant before you dug up a grave.”
He smiles. “Well, you’re here now.”
I follow him up the hill. We pass hundreds of graves that appear black from years of being left alone. He stops at her grave. Mounds of dirt surround the hole, and I stare at him.
“You can’t just leave this open.”
Taking a closer look, I see the open casket with white padding surrounding the walls. I make a face of approval.
I guess he was right.
Jumping down, I close the casket and shake my head again. I can’t believe I’m doing this right now.
My hands reach the top, and I lift myself out.
“There’s nothing in it. There’s no point,” he says.
I shake my head and scowl at him, taking the shovel leaning against a tree. “People would notice wet dirt, let alone an open fucking grave.”
I start digging the dirt back into the grave when Max clears his throat.
“Say ‘fuck’ one more time,” he muses.
I pause and give him a look. He watches me for a while until I throw the shovel at him. The rain worsens, and Max starts to grunt while he gets exhausted.
My phone rings in my pocket, and I can’t help but look at my hands—they’re covered in dirt, and so is my suit. “You’re buying me a new one,” I tell him before I wipe my hands on my chest.
Taking my phone out of my pocket, I answer. “Stepanov.”
“You think you can come to my land in the night and I won’t see you?”
Liam.
