Page 66 of Shatterproof


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He did the right thing.

Even if it is about to make a fucked-up thing even more fucked up.

Realizing what I need to do next prompts me to clear my throat to casually ask, “Do you mind wakin’ Blu for me?” The grin I force onto my face is polite. Cordial. “I need to step out to the store for a sec and can’t take Angel Cake with me.”

“Ohmygod, we canbothgo over there together!” she enthusiastically proclaims. “That way, if anyone just so happens to be researching us, it’ll give off more of a cooperative care vibe instead of a fighting over the carcass one.”

Her insect central comparison causes me to simply nod again. “Sure.”

“Let me go wake him up, and we’ll be right over!”

One last bobble of my head precedes me returning the direction I came from, grumbles of new annoyance accompany my every stride.

The second I step foot back into the penthouse, Arley’s stare darts from the piece of cake she’s about to cut over to me. “Slater, how are you out of everythingbutcake?”

“I’m not out of everything.”

“You don’t have any bread.”

“I have tortillas.”

“You don’t have any milk.”

“I’ve got OJ.”

“You don’t have any tequila.” Her smile transitions to one of teasing. “And I checkedtwice.”

“Stop trying to get drunk before 8 a.m.”

“But it’s called a tequilasunrise,” she giggles, fork being lifted towards her mouth. “You’re supposed to have it in the morning!”

Laughter quickly leaves us both, successfully alleviating a bit of the burden that’s resting on my shoulders.

Well, at least I got to see her smile again before I make her scowl.

Fuck, am I tired of making her scowl.

That’s someone else’s job.

Mine has always been – and is always supposed be – to make her smile.

“Alright, Angel Cake,” my beam unfortunately fades, “you’re gonna need to put on your pants.”

“Aviva didn’t have anything, huh?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t exactly get a chance to ask.”

“Why not?” Panic I hate having to see firsthand springs into her bright brown gaze. “Did you see someone? Have we been compromised? Do we need to-”

“Everything is still secure,” I verbally rush to reassure. “There has been no unusual activity on the feed nor the lobby or any other floor in the building.Andsecurity – inside and out – has been informed to let me know if they suspect or see any behaviors, they deem suspicious.”

Relief prematurely appears on her face.

“However-”

“I don’t like when you say however.”

“However-”

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