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Silently slipping out of bed, not wanting to wake Quinn, I grab his hoodie off the floor and slip it on before opening the door and stepping out to face Justin.
“Everything okay?” I ask because he looks a little stressed out as he slips his cell into his back pocket.
Justin rubs the back of his neck. “Um, yeah. Sorry to wake you,” he apologizes, stalling about why he’s outside my door at three o’clock.
“It’s fine, what’s up?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest as the room has dropped to an arctic temperature.
“Um, plans have changed, and I no longer have to stay here. Wanna head out at first light?”
This is great news. The sooner we hit the road, the better. But I can’t help but wonder what’s changed. And what work is Justin involved in. We all have our secrets—God knows I have enough for us both—but I feel unsettled not knowing why exactly Justin is headed for Canada.
“That’s great,” I whisper, not wanting to wake Quinn. “What changed?”
Justin sniffs, looking away, and I don’t like it.
“Oh, um…”
“What’s going on?”
I spin around quickly, knowing this doesn’t look good. Quinn meets my guilty eyes, waiting for an answer.
“Justin just wanted to let me know that we can leave at first light. He doesn’t have to stay here after all,” I reply on a breath.
“Peachy,” Quinn replies, his arms crossed over his bare chest in defiance. “And this couldn’t wait till the morning?”
Justin speaks up, and this is the first time he has addressed Quinn in hours. “Sorry, dude, my bad. I just wanted to let you guys know. I’m not much of a sleeper and forget that other people are.”
Justin’s attempt at a joke falls flat on its ass, and Quinn grunts in response, his eyes narrowed. “Whatever,dude.”
I’m so sick of this bullshit between them. Quinn is not helping this situation by attacking Justin, and Justin being vague all the time makes me suspicious of his intentions.
Turning on my heel in frustration, I huff, “Well, if you two are done being little bitches, I’m going to sleep.”
And I stomp into the bedroom, not caring if Quinn follows. If he and Justin need to have a fight or whatever boys do to prove who the bigger man is, then so be it. I’m sick of playing peacemaker between two opposites.
Throwing off the covers, I slip into the sheets, hoping to catch at least twenty minutes of sleep. But I know I won’t because this whole fucked-up situation keeps worsening. I don’t know where my dad is, and I’m constantly looking over my shoulder, afraid I’ll see him or the police. I just can’t seem to catch a break.
And with Justin and Quinn at each other’s throats, I honestly don’t know what else to do. As much as I hate it, Justin is the only way for us to remain undetected. I wish Quinn could get over whatever issue he has with Justin. I don’t know what else I can do to show him I’m his.
“I’m sorry, Red.”
Sighing, I roll onto my side, away from Quinn. I don’t want to talk to him right now.
“Don’t ignore me. I’m sorry, okay?”
The resolve in his tone tells me that he is, but I remain silent.
The bed dips, and strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me toward a familiar chest.
“Please don’t be mad at me,” Quinn whispers close to my ear, his hair tickling my cheek.
“I’m not mad.”
“And please don’t lie to me.”
Quinn is right. Maybe if I tell him how I feel, likereallytell him how I feel, he will stop with this bullshit jealousy crap with Justin.
I shift slowly to face him. Quinn’s grip on my waist slackens, allowing me to turn. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen, and he is insane if he believes I would ever want anyone other than him.
