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She sits in the seat across from me, and our eyes lock. For the longest time, we just stare at each other, a battle of wills. At least it seems like a long time. Maybe it’s just a minute or two. When she reaches for the phone first, a sense of triumph washes over me. It felt like we were in a staring contest, and she blinked first.
When she’s got the phone to her ear, I pick mine up as well. The blank look she had on, transforms into a sneer. “What the fuck could you possibly want? Come to gloat?” she hisses.
I don’t answer right away. Instead I stare a little longer. When her knuckles tighten on the phone, and it looks like she may start screaming or bashing the phone against the barrier, I speak.
Unaffected. Monotone. Sure.
“I told you I’d make you pay.” The click of the phone as I hang it up sounds like closure given a voice. A metaphorical door shutting out my past. I keep my head forward, not turning back at the muffled commotion behind me.
Danica grins at me as I walk toward her. Instead of saying anything, she turns her body and holds out an arm for me to walk first. So I do, and we walk in silence all the way back to the security checkpoint where I came in.
I continue on right through the metal detector. Just as I put my hand on the door to pull it open and exit through the lobby, she calls out to me.
“Hey.” I look back at her, hand still holding the knob. “Now she knows it, too.”
I frown at her. “Knows what?” The two male guards are looking between us, just as confused as I feel.
“That she’s nobody special.” She grins. I return it with a little tilt of my lips, nod at her, and walk out.
Mason, Maverick, Hudson, and Brooklyn are all in the exact same spot they were when I walked in: Leaning against the car, waiting on me.
My feet stop just outside the prison, and I take them in. My fated mates. Every weight feels as if it’s been lifted off my shoulders, and I smile. A big, genuine, show-all-my-teeth, Cheshire cat smile.
I laugh as they all let out a breath in unison, shoulders relaxing, and then Hudson starts walking toward me, gently shoulder-checking Maverick as he goes. I take off at a run, laughing as he opens his arms, and I leap into them.
Mason runs up, throwing his arms around us. Then Maverick and Brooklyn. We all stand there on the sidewalk of the prison in one big hug ball.
Love, devotion, and joy all trickle down the bond as we all hold each other.
My true fated mates.
