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“Hello?” I asked the man who stood in front of me when I opened.
“Delivery,” he said and picked up a large box from the floor next to him.
“I didn’t order anything.”
“Hey, I’m just here to install,” he said with a shrug.
“What is it?”
“A coffeemaker.”
I blinked at him. “What?”
The delivery guy tilted his head so he could read the note stuck to the box.
“For when you have a thing for chocolate.”
Oh, God. Bishop.
The delivery guy stepped in and carried the box to the kitchen, where he unpacked the coffeemaker identical to what I had at home. He installed it for me—taking off the factory stickers and packaging. He then filled it with water, so it was ready to use, and finally, he dusted his hands on his pants when he was done.
“Thank you,” I said.
The guy smiled at me before he left, and I shut the door behind him.
Colter eyed me dubiously, but he didn’t comment.
I smiled, pulling the tape and films off the machine. I threw out the coffee I’d made with the other one and put the cup underneath the spout, programming it to make me a cup of hot cocoa instead. When the chocolate liquid poured out, I grinned.
While I waited for the hot coca to finish, and to avoid Colter staring me down as if I’d done something terrible, I opened the fridge.
I didn’t have much to eat. Damn it, I never worked going to the store into my schedule, and takeaways all the time wasn’t exactly good for me.
“What is it, Colter?” I demanded with a sigh when I still felt his eyes burn into my back. I grabbed a yogurt cup and peeled off the foil top.
“I’m going to ask you again, where were you last night?”
“What does it matter? I came here to do some work for you, but I’m allowed to have a life, too.”
Colter watched me as I found a spoon in the dishwasher and ate my yogurt. It was going to be weird to have cocoa after this, but keeping my hands and mouth busy would stop me from looking guilty. Colter looked at me like I’d fucked up somehow, but I didn’t have anything to feel guilty about.
My stomach twisted. Maybe that wasn’t entirely true.
“You were with him, weren’t you?” Colter guessed.
I looked up at him. “Who?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Rory. It’s just an insult to both my intelligence and yours.”
I shook my head. “If you’re going to put all the answers in my mouth, I might as well let you finish this conversation on your own. What’s your problem?”
Colter and I had always been close. In a lot of ways, he was like another brother to me, and we’d had a lot of good times. Bad times, too, but we’d gotten through them together. To have him here, acting like my alpha and not my friend, irritated me.
“I sent someone out here to look out for you,” Colter said.
“What?” I blinked at him, confused. “Who?”
“Nina.”
