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“Dude, about that…” He nods toward the bedroom.
“How long?” I ask him, and that’s for my personal math exercise.
He looks away, hands on his hips. “A month.”
“Hhm.”
“Maybe two.”
“I see.”
“Or three. I don’t know. It’s complicated.”
“Isn’t it always.”
“Just don’t—”
“Axavier, chill. It’s no one’s business but yours.”
I have my answer, but as soon as I get on the bike and think of Marlow, anger starts simmering in my blood. I pull up at his villa when Kat’s phone in my pocket beeps again, this time with a voice message from Marlow.
I kill the engine and press ‘play.’
Marlow’s soft voice turns my stomach inside out.
“Baby… I really miss you…”
I’ll fucking kill him.
24
KAT
Wrong words saidat the wrong time can ruin a life.
Marlow didn’t mean what he said. But I’m not even mad at him, just shocked, the thought of it making my breath catch in my throat as I stop in the middle of a darkish avenue and rub my face, trying to wrap my head around what just happened.
Archer has my phone. He’ll break it. Worse, he’ll break it against Marlow’s head.
One night. That’s all I ask.
What the fuck, Marlow?!
I don’t know how long I stand in the shadows, trying to come to terms with the messages from Marlow.
Deep breaths don’t help with the panic that’s rising in my chest, so I start walking again, increasing my pace until I’m almost running.
My heart jolts when I see Archer’s bike next to Marlow’s front door.
Shit.
I almost rip the door off its hinges and dart inside.
The smell of booze and pot assaults my nostrils. It’s dim, only an arc lamp on, but I register a giant mess in the living room and—
They are fighting!
It’s the first thought that comes to my mind when I see Archer and a shirtless Marlow struggling halfway down on the floor.
