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“You could hear me signing?”
“The street could. And I think I speak for everyone when I say, ‘Please no more’.”
Bri rolls her eyes and smacks my arm. Not that I can feel it, since I’ve got muscles bigger than her hand. She looks over at the pan and frowns.
“Apparently you cook as well as I sing.”
“If that were true, I’d have burned the street down by now.”
I’m lucky she still laughs at my joke, but the crinkle in her nose doesn’t ease up.
“Is itreally that bad?” I ask.
The eggs are a mess, sure, but they’rescrambled.They’re not supposed to lookgoodare they?
“They look like you ate the eggs first and then vomited them into the pan.”
I pull a face.
“I thought that’s what you were supposed to do?” I say, feigning confusion.
She laughs again, and I shrug.
“I guess they don’t look very appetizing, dothey?Okay, how about this — I’ll order pizza.”
“That sounds good. I do love pizza.”
“Perfect.”
We curl into the sofa once the pizzaarrivesand watch some mindless TV. The weight of Bri grows and grows until I hear her soft snores in my ear.
“Let’s go to bed,” Imumble to myself.
I carry her into the bedroom, and she barely stirs. She must be somuch more tiredthan I had anticipated, but that’s not a surprise. I’m equally as exhausted. But just before I let myself fall into the mattress and pull Bri into my chest, I check out the window. In the darkened streets, the only thing that moves is a black and white cat that has been lurking in the streets for the last few months. No sign ofhimanywhere.
14
Three days pass and no one hears a single word about my ex. He hasn’t been seen in the area again, not where we are or where Dani is. In a weird way, I fear for his life. Jax and Xander don’t seem like the types to sit back and let things happen. If I gathered anything from the way he’s behaved around the people he cares about, he’s willing to do some pretty gnarly things to those who hurt the people he cares about.
Jackdoesn’t stand a chance.
I guess the fear for his life isn’t strong enough for me to say anything. I don’t think I care if he gets a bitbustedup. My worry is thatif XanderorJax do anything, they’ll get in trouble. They’re good guys, really. A little intimidating, but the only people who should be scared are people who mean harm.
“Hey, what’re you thinking about?”
It’s Sunday, international day of rest, and since wehaven’tbeen outproperlysince I started working there, Xander decided to plan a trip. He just won’t say where.
“Just trying to figure out where we’re going.”
It’s a lie, of course. I’m actually trying to not look at every man we pass in the car. I’m desperately fightingthe urgeto stare at people we pass in case he’s there. I don’t want to spare even a second of thought to that man, not when I should be excited and happy. Dani and Jax are on another bike, weaving through the traffic behind us, and I wonder if Jax told her.
Dani doesn’t usually get left in the dark about things for a reason. She’s probably bullied the man three times her size into sharing their destination.Man, I wishI had her balls. When Xander told me we were going on a trip, I asked where, and he shrugged. I just accepted it.
Now I wish I’d stood my ground anddemandedthat he tell me. I had no patience for excitement. I feel jittery just from the potential of it. I wonder if Xander can feel me vibrating from where I’m pressed up against his leather-clad back.
“You doin’ alright back there?”
“Fine,” I call over the sound of traffic.
