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His gaze flicked to me and it looked like he wasn’t going to say anything with me around, so I stood, gesturing towards the door.
“I need to get going. I need to order the materials for the job.”
Surprisingly, they let me pass without a word. I waved over my shoulder at the women before heading downstairs. I was a little on edge wandering around, not looking to get on someone else’s bad side, but no one said a word to me as I headed out the front door. Clink was nowhere in sight, but that was probably a good thing. At least I wouldn’t have to explain it to his face that I wasn’t coming back.
* * *
Since it was a Friday, I had the entire weekend to figure out what I wanted to do about the MC job. I promised Tyson that I would bow out if I ever felt unsafe. I rubbed at my arm unconsciously, frowning at my laptop. I had an email all drawn up to ask the MC to work with Russel instead. I’d been staring at it for at least thirty minutes, but I hadn’t made myself press send yet. This job was supposed to be my big break, to get Russel to take me seriously. I didn’t know if there was ever going to be an opportunity like this again. My phone buzzed beside me, and I dragged my attention off my computer screen to check the message.
Clink: You up?
Frowning, I considered not replying, but that seemed mean after he kicked a guy’s ass for me this afternoon.
Sam: It’s 9pm. ??
Clink: And yet you’re in your pjs
Whipping my head up, I looked around warily. There was no way he could see me. My apartment was on the third floor and the curtains were closed.
Sam: How did you know that?
Clink: Lucky guess. Pics?
I rolled my eyes so hard it almost hurt.
Sam: Not gonna happen
Clink: ??????
I snickered at his emojis, shaking my head. He’d teased me about them at first, but now he was using them just as much as I did.
Sam: What do you want, Clink?
Clink: I want to come over, but I get the feeling you’d say no to that
Sam: ??????
He was quiet for a minute and I saw the bubbles pop up and disappear a few times before he finally replied.
Clink: I also want a hit tbh
That made me hesitate. He was being honest with me and I didn’t want to play it off as nothing. And after him sticking up for me the way he did, I felt bad blowing him off. Instead of texting him back, I called him, tucking my legs under my oversized sweater and muting the TV. It was quiet when he answered, which only made me worry more.
“Clink?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?”
He sighed, and I heard him shifting. “Yes, and no. I’m seriously considering casing Reaper’s room. He wouldn’t just throw out good shit like that, right?”
Biting my lip, I tried to think of what to say. I wasn’t a sponsor. I had no idea what to say to stop him.
“Have you called Tyson?”
He made an irritated sound. “No. He’ll just tell me not to.”
I wanted to roll my eyes, but I was too worried to react like that. I played with the edge of my sweater, frowning at my toes.
