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We veg out in front of the TV, watching Netflix, and when I finally go to sleep, it’s with a smile on my face because I have my friend back.

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Rex

Two days have passedsince Carolina exposed James to the dean of the university.

No one has heard from him, nor do we know whether he’s been fired.

It’s a waiting game.

If the university fails to make shit right, I’ll take it to Chloe. She loves exposing assholes.

To get Carolina’s mind off the drama, I’m taking her out tonight. I rented a hotel suite and booked a dinner reservation at Clayton’s, the nicest restaurant outside of Blue Beech.

I’m showering when my phone rings, and since freezing my dick off to answer it doesn’t sound fun, I ignore it.

Seconds later, it rings again.

I rinse the soap off my body, acting like I hear nothing.

The third time it fires off, I open the shower door, snag a towel, and am shivering when I grab my phone. My stomach twists when I see the name flashing across the screen, and I nearly drop it from answering so quickly.

“Hello?”

“Rex, it’s Tricia,” she shouts, alarm etched in her tone. “There’s a man in the loft, arguing with Carolina. George is at work. I locked the kids in the house and am going in now. I thought you should know … to come here.”

A chill colder than the one I had when I jumped out of the shower sweeps through my veins. “What’s he driving?” Dropping my towel, I pull on clothes, not caring what they are. The phone is balanced between my shoulder and ear, and I struggle to tug on my shoes while running out of the house.

“Blue BMW.”

Fucking James.

A blue BMW was registered to his name two years ago.

A deep breath leaves Tricia. “Going in now.”

“Stay on the phone with me.”

“Shoot!” Her voice trails off, becoming distant. “My dad is calling.”

“Wait!”

The call ends.

I jump into my car, grip the steering wheel, and gun the gas. Heads turn in my direction as I speed through town.

I’ll kill James if he lays a hand on her.

I’m only minutes away from Tricia’s when I call Kyle.

“You at work?” I rush out when he answers.

“Yeah. What’s up?”

“Carolina’s crazy-ass ex showed up at her place.”

“Shit. She’s staying at Tricia’s, right?”

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