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“I will,” she says, her voice softer now.
I nod, staring out at the skyline. “All right, Imightsee you tonight.”
She sniggers. “Goodbye, Lance.”
I hang up and smile like a dickhead at my phone.
“What’s her name?” I frown, turning around to face him. Ben tips his chin at me. “Mason’s girlfriend?”
My face drops, reality sinking back in.
It’s not Nina. I’m certain of that.
But I can’t leave any stone unturned.
My lips thin, a shitty, gut feeling gnawing. “Anderson. Nina Anderson.”
NINETEEN
Scarlet
Find yourself a man who drives over an hour from work every day just to eat dinner and climb into bed with you. Lance has stayed over every day since I passed out in the pharmacy, and I won’t lie, having him here feels nice.
I’ve never had company outside of my dad, and Lance has effortlessly slotted himself into my routine as if he was never absent from it.
It helps that my dad loves him. I often find them in the front room or kitchen, talking business or sports. Thefunstuff.
I smile as I hear the sound of Lance’s car roaring in the distance and shut the diary on my lap closed, slipping it into my bag and making my way down the steps. After Lance’s birthday, I did something sneaky. A little risky. Stupid—maybe, considering my brother has no idea I’ve been sleeping with Lance this summer and would likely kill Lance if he found out.
I had Lance’s dad’s bike collected from where it was stored in Elliot’s garage and sent it to a team all the way up in Scotland that specialises in rebuilding Harleys.
I stand in front of the garage doors and watch as he swings his car in and around the circular drive.
He hops out of the car, looking like sin in his grey pin-striped suit and heads straight for me, lifting me up with one arm and spinning me around. I wrap my arms around his neck and lock my legs at his back.
“Hi,” I say, peering down at him.
He looks up at me with a smile that seems to find his lips quicker lately. “It’s been a day, Baby Lowell. Fix me.”
I smile back at him, running my hand through his thick, dark hair. “What was so bad about it?”
We stare in a trance. Easy and safe. With no idea of anything that’s going on around us. “You were too far away.”
I pull him closer, ready to kiss him. “So needy, Sullivan.”
He squeezes my ass as I plant a quick peck on his mouth.
“You call that a kiss?” he complains.
I wiggle free and drop to my feet. “I have something to show you.”
He tips his chin. “What’s that?”
My steps are slow as I walk backward toward the garage. I’m nervous. What if he didn’t want it fixed? What if he wanted to fix it himself?
“Scarlet, you’ve gone pale.”
I swallow and smile, shaking the feeling off. “I’m nervous.”
