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“Stop being so weird and cryptic,” she says. “Did you find some suits?”
Brandon laughs now, glancing at me again because we both know that he’s not talking about the suits. Even though I didn’t come out and admit to him that I had a ring for Zoey, he pretty much figured it out. Which means he knows I have plans to propose at some point.
“Yes, Trace, we did,” I eventually say, walking over and slinging an arm around her shoulders. “Don’t worry, I promise you he’s going to look good on your wedding day. Probably be the only time,” I add with a wink. “But I’ll make it happen.”
Tracy laughs, her arm sliding around my waist as she says, “Just go easy on him at the bachelor party okay, I’d like my husband to have both his eyebrows for the wedding photos.”
I laugh, even as a knot forms in my stomach at the prospect of the bachelor party. It’s not that I don’t want to go, of course I do. It’s just that it’s another night where I will be away from Zoey and right now with this fucker still on the loose, I don’t want to do that.
Tracy must sense my unease, because she squeezes my waist and says, “You know we’re having the bachelorette party at home, right? She’ll be completely safe, I promise.”
I blow out a breath, my gaze moving to Zoey who gives me a small nod as though to reassure me that what Tracy is saying is true. And it probably is, because if they are at home, then no one can get to them. “As long as you don’t mind her bringing security,” I say, knowing I’m being overprotective again.
Tracy laughs, shaking her head as she turns to Zoey. “You kidding? John Cena out there is gonna be our stripper!”
Brandon and Zoey burst out laughing and eventually so do I. Zoey walks over, her hand on my cheek as she says, “I’ll be fine.”
“She will be,” Tracy reiterates as Brandon chimes in with, “Okay, who needs a drink?”
On Monday morning, the alarm wakes Zoey and me early for work. Work is honestly the last place I want to be right now, but I know trying to keep things normal is good for Zoey, even if for me, I’d like nothing better than to stay home until this asshole is caught. We’d spent Sunday holed up here at home, which was exactly what we both needed after the phone call incident.
“What do you have going on today?” Zoey murmurs, still half asleep beside me.
I roll over, pulling her into my arms as I bury my face against her neck. “Calling that detective to find out if he found anything on the security footage,” I say, knowing I’d spent most of yesterday waiting for him to call me. Which never happened.
Zoey exhales, rolling onto her side so she’s facing me. I blink my eyes open to find hers already watching me. She gives me a soft smile, her fingers tracing the line of my brow, cheekbone and then lips. “This sucks,” she eventually whispers.
“Yeah,” I breathe out. “It does.”
“Maybe when it’s all over we could take a vacation?” Zoey suggests, her fingers now sliding through my hair.
“I’d like to take a vacation now,” I say, knowing that getting away from here and this mess would be perfect.
“Even if we had to take John Cena?” Zoey asks.
I smile, amused at the name she’s given her security guy. She and Tracy had laughed a lot last night at all the things they had planned for Tracy’s bachelorette party with him, even if they were only joking.
“You know, I’m sure Eric really loves you calling him that,” I say, kissing the end of her nose.
“What? It’s a compliment,” she says. “John Cena is a really funny guy.”
I laugh now, curling my arms around her, grateful that she can at the very least find something humorous in this shit storm. “Yeah, yeah,” I say.
“And remember your brother will be here next week,” Zoey now adds. “Aren’t you excited about that?”
“Hmmm, yes,” I concede. It’s been a while since he and I have caught up and even with everything that’s happening, I am excited to introduce him to Zoey. He’s already given me a ton of shit about how serious we are and how she’s now living with me. No doubt spurred on by all the things Brandon has been telling him. Brandon might be my best friend, but he and Simon are also very close.
“Did he like the suits you picked out?” she asks, knowing Simon is also a groomsman for Brandon.
I chuckle. “Are you trying to distract me?” I ask.
Zoey smirks. “If I was trying to distract you, I can think of better ways to do that,” she says, grabbing my ass.
I let out a low growl, pulling her closer as I say, “So then distract me, woman.”
Zoey laughs. “Oh, you’d like that, huh?”
“Did you have a better idea?” I ask as she pinches my ass before pulling herself from my arms and rolling out of bed. “Hey, where the hell are you going?” I ask, my gaze moving slowly over her gorgeous and very naked body.
