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“Fuck off!” I retort, making her laugh.

“Okay, I better go, but I’m here if you need to vent. Any time, okay? I know I am a busy bitch, but I love you, and you’re my priority. Always.”

My chest warms as I smile at her words. “Thanks, Bells. I appreciate you. I miss you. I’ll try to come home for a weekend in a few weeks to see you.”

“Nah, your priority right now is to take care of Ingrid. We’ll still be here. You focus on your woman.”

“I will… and you look after yourself, okay?”

“I never do, but I need you to keep in touch and tell me what’s happening with Ingrid. Don’t be a stranger.”

“Got it! And thanks for listening. It’s been fucking good having someone I can talk to about all this who isn’t coming at me like a judgmental asshole.”

“I mean, I judge you for a lot of things, but who you fall for isnotone of them… oh, unless it’s that Jess bitch from tenth grade. Yeah, I willalwaysjudge you for her.”

I burst out laughing. “Fuck! I judge me for liking her too. I don’t know what the hell I was thinking for those few months.”

“Clearly, it was the hormones talking because she had the biggest rack I have ever seen for a sixteen-year-old,” Bella quips.

“I don’t think you can say shit like that, Bells.”

“I can,youcan’t. Okay, I am really going this time… have a good day, Rome. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I tell her, and she ends the call.

I can’t help but smile, feeling lighter somehow. Even though I have only told one person about everything that’s happening, it’s now a weight off my chest. Even though the one person I really need to tell, I am forbidden to, and he is the one person who has the power to make me pay for not coming clean about Ingrid’s diagnosis, her treatment, and ultimately now her surgery—not to mention our relationship.

I can’t tell which secret Hurricane is going to want to kill me for the most.

But I can’t worry about that, or it will drive me insane.

Right now, I need to get on with my day.

Standing, I slide my cell into my jeans pocket and head out of my bedroom to the main clubroom. The other guys are already eating breakfast, and I walk over to City and Izzy and sit next to them.

Izzy is frantically eating, like she’s running late, and I smirk at her. “You heading into work this morning, Iz?”

“Yeah, got a full client list today. So I need to get my butt into gear.”

City smirks. “There’s something I could do with your butt if you like?”

Izzy rolls her eyes. “Stop! I need to eat and go.”

City chuckles. “I can eat you before you go.” He waggles his brows at Izzy suggestively.

Izzy shoves him on the shoulder as I grin. “Shut up! I’m trying to eat my breakfast. Some of us have an honest living to maintain. So stop your wicked thinking and let me get to work on time.”

City snickers, rubbing her back. “Fine. I can wait ’til you get home.”

She shoves the last of her granola into her mouth, then leans in, gently kissing City’s lips. “I’ll see you when I get home. Love you. Bye, South.”

“Love you too, baby, have a good day,” City replies, smacking her on the ass as she turns to walk out.

“Bye, Iz,” I call out to her.

She waves to me, hoisting her bag over her shoulder.

City watches her ass every step of the way, and I can’t help but chuckle at him, wondering if I will ever be that open with Ingrid. Nudging City’s shoulder, I sigh. “She’s a good one… a keeper,” I tell him.

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