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“I mean, we could sneak over. I could park down the street and we could go through his window.”

“Are you going to wear a ski mask too?” I ask, and Ford eyes me.

“I could. All black might not be a bad idea.”

I shake my head, a smile forming on my lips. “How about instead of scaring him to death, we just call that guy, Colin?”

Ford’s brows furrow. “Who the fuck is that?”

“Ben asked me to do him a favor that one time. I took Colin out on my bike and got him ice cream.”

Ford cocks his head, and I add, “He owes me.”

“Hell yes. Do it.”

I pull out my phone and search my contacts for the number and then hit call.

Colin better come through like I did for him. I showed up on my motorcycle and took him out to make some British guy jealous. And I did it for Ben, because he asked me to. Colin owes me a happily ever after. And my goddamn leather jacket.

CHAPTERTEN

FORD

“When the hell is Colin going to get here?” I ask, my feet pacing the room. Cash just leans back in his chair and eyes me. He’s the perfect picture of nonchalance. It’s ridiculous. How can he be so calm when Ben is out there? When he’s not here with us?

“He’ll be here soon. He has a kid to take care of.”

“Shit,” I say, running my hand through my hair. I’m anxious to see Ben, to make sure he’s okay. I hate that he called out of work today and disappeared, that he stopped answering messages from both of us.

Makes my mind spiral.

“Come here,” Cash says, pointing to his lap.

I roll my eyes. “Not gonna happen.”

“Get your ass over here,” he says more gruffly this time, and I stride over to him, helpless to do anything but what he asks when he uses that tone on me. Leaning forward, his hands land on my hips and he brings me down onto him, my ass connecting with his thighs.

“Now chill the fuck out,” he says as he adjusts me on his lap.

I squirm and wiggle before settling in, my nervous energy abating somewhat from being so close to Cash. But this is how it’s always been. He’s been my rock for so many years. Which might seem strange considering his tumultuous upbringing, but it is what it is. He’s always been so goddamn strong.

Suddenly car lights shine through the front window, and I scramble up, moving quickly to the front door and wrenching it open. Cash is right behind me, his chest pressed up against my back as we watch Colin get out of the driver’s seat.

“God, why is Colin so hot?” I mutter, hating him just a little bit.

“I know, but he’s taken.”

That makes me feel somewhat better. I don’t like that Cash took this guy for a ride and for ice cream. He usually only does that shit with me.

And he gave him his leather jacket and never got it back.

I never get to wear his leather jacket.

“He refuses to get out,” Colin says and then sighs. “He’s also pissed at me that I tricked him into coming here. Told me we aren’t friends anymore and then denounced me.”

I let out a snort as we move off the porch to the passenger side door, and I open it, glancing in at a worn-down Ben.

“You tricked me,” he says softly, and I bob my head before reaching in and unbuckling him. He doesn’t even fight it, just lets me gently tug him out of his seat and into my arms.

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