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I’m trying, Sloane. I really am. But I can’t try if you won’t fucking talk to me.
I don’t know what game you’re playing with this silence, but once this little speed bump is worked out, I expect you to respond.
Remember, there’s a reason you came crawling back to me. No one else wants you.
You think anyone’s going to take a chance on you when all you do is ghost? You’re fucking lucky I’m taking another chance on you. Now answer me.
The anger pouring through the messages was unreal. A few of them had me shaking so badly I had to consciously tell myself to relax or I would break her phone.
I took screenshots of the messages and opened a message to myself. My number had changed, but our old text thread opened. Nothing for longer than we’d been separated. But there was still an unsent message.
SLOANE
I miss you.
Fuck. I’d already been determined to shower Sloane with love and every possible proof I wanted her. Seeing that message just made the need stronger.
I put in my new number and sent the pictures to myself.
Sloane handed me a toothbrush when I stepped into the bathroom, and I saw her toss back a purple pill. Stepping up behind her, I lifted the hair off her neck so I could taste her skin. I wanted to worship this woman. “You’re taking suppressants?”
“This week? Yes. Would you rather me be perfuming in the studio all day?”
“Selfishly, yes. I want to bathe in your scent.”
She smiled and met my eyes in the mirror. “Ian already doesn’t love me. Let’s not make it worse.” And before I could ask, she shook her head. “I’ll tell you later.”
We got ready quickly, and it was familiar. But more than that, it was natural. There was no frustration of stepping over each other or annoyance about sharing a space, it simplywas. And I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face.
“Don’t forget your lunch,” I said, handing her a plastic bag with some of the leftover Indian containers.
“Right.”
I tugged her under my arm. “Let’s get out of here. I’ll drop you off and go get us something caffeinated.”
“Delivery service?”
“Perks of an Alpha with a motorcycle.”
She laughed, locking the door behind her. “I think a car would work too.”
“Yeah, but that’s not as cool.”
“You men and yourcooltoys.”
“You better believe it.” I smirked as I fitted her helmet on. “But the toys always work with you and never against you. Team players and all that.”
Even through the gap in the helmet I could see her blush. This was going to be fun. I winked and made sure my new—and only—backpack was comfortable.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
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SLOANE
True to his word, Asher dropped me off in front of the plaza and left, promising me something to inject caffeine into my veins and wake me up. It was probably a lost cause, but I didn’t tell him that.
And I wasn’t going to turn down the offer. My determination not to get addicted to caffeine wilted in the face of twelve hour rehearsals. Not even coffee was going to make up for that.
