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I chuckle imagining her half asleep and cursing me.
Amara: And you shouldn’t be either.
She adds.
Me: Just got back from a call.
Amara: Anything interesting?
Me: Woman locked her husband out of their apartment, she refused to let him back in. So, he pulled the alarm, and everyone was forced to evacuate.
Amara: Did he get in the apartment?
Me: Only to get his shoes so he didn’t go to jail barefoot.
Amara: OMG are you serious?
Now I have her attention.
Me: Disorderly conduct, cops hauled him away and wife tried to take the fall, saying she forced him.
Amara: Her plan backfired for sure.
“Audrey needs our help,” Liam announces out of nowhere. Everyone turns their attention to him as he looks around at all of us. “She’s got a project for work and needs volunteers. I told her not to worry that the station has it covered.”
“Has what covered?” Coleton asks.
“An auction,” Liam looks back at him.
“Like antiques and shit?”
“No, like us,” he clarifies.
“Say what?” It's my turn to intervene. “Us as in we are the items being bid on?”
“Yeah.”
“Hot damn,” Fitz looks excited and if I was closer I’d sweep his feet out from under him.
“You have to,” Liam says. “Audrey needs this. She needs a fucking win and we’re all going to help her get it.”
Liam is determined as he stands in front of all of us, giving us no choice but to agree. It seems we will all be auctioned off to the highest bidder and some of the guys are really happy about the possibilities. I, on the other hand, can think of a million other things I’d rather do.
CHAPTERNINETEEN
Amara
I woke up with a headache. Not a light irritating one that still allows you to function because that would have been too easy. Nope, mine is pounding so hard it feels like my head is about to explode, kind of headache. Nauseated too, and I’m literally afraid to move.
Doing my best to reach over onto my nightstand in search of my phone I grab it and hold it out before me. Everything seems blurred from my inability to hold my eyes open long.
Typing out a quick message to Hannah I let her know I think I am hanging on the edge of death and won’t be in today, I toss the phone to my left and hear the thud as it hits the floor.
I know she’ll cover the salon, so I don’t bother to read the return message.
I close my eyes and pull the blankets up over my head, curling into myself.
I jolt awake when I feel a heavy hand rest on my hip. Turning quickly I peek through my mess of hair and find Ty sitting on the edge of my bed.
