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Where was he?
It didn’t matter. I was going to find him and tell him exactly what I thought.
Something else. I was never again going to be as scared as I was that night.
Never.
I didn’t know how I was going to get control of my life, but I was going to do it, one way or another.
No one made my mom say the F-word.
Eddie carried my bag into his house and dropped it on the floor in the bedroom. Then he went around the house, closing all the blinds and making sure all the doors were secure. I stood in the middle of the living room, turning in slow circles, watching him move.
His face was hard and I could tell he was barely hanging on to his control.
Once he was done closing us away from prying eyes and locking us in tight, he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom. There, he dropped my hand and turned away, pulling off his sweater.
“Eddie,” I called.
He glanced at me as he sat on the side of the bed, tugging off his boots.
“I have something to tell you, and you have to promise not to get mad,” I shared.
Or, more like,moremad.
His eyes flickered and something fluttered in my belly.
He dropped his second boot, stood and moved in close.
“What?” His voice was as tight as his face.
I took a breath. “I saw Vince last night, at Smithie’s, right before I saw the guy with the gun. He made his threat then. I didn’t tell you ’cause, well, the guy with the gun kinda took precedence.”
Okay, so I was being semi-honest. It wasn’t the time to tell Eddie that I never intended to tell Eddie. It was the time to make sure Eddie had every piece of information Eddie needed to do…whatever Eddie had to do.
“He said if he fucked with me, Marcus would give him a bonus because of you. He said you and Marcus hate each other. He said Marcus would even go to war with Lee to get at you. Whatever that means.”
Eddie’s jaw worked.
Then he asked, “He say anything else?”
I shook my head, but looked away and said, “Just stuff about what he was gonna do to me.”
“Yeah,” Eddie replied and my eyes moved back to him. “He told me that too.”
It was clear that none of this did anything for Eddie’s mood.
“I’m sorry about all of this. You can’t…” I stopped, my eyes dropping, not knowing what to say and I took a step away, but he caught me by the waist and pulled me back.
“Jet, look at me.”
I looked at him.
“He isn’t gonna touch you.”
He said it in a way that made me believe it.
His hand went up my side and then pulled down my zipper.
