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I could get lost in those eyes.
Grim: Who did it?
That breaks the spell I’m under. I rush to respond to him before he can read my face.
Grim seems to have a sixth sense at reading emotions, especially mine.
Me: I don’t know
Grim: I’ll find out
Me: I appreciate your help but let it go. I’m sure the police will handle it
Grim: You could’ve died.
I lower my head in shame. IwishI could tell him, but I can’t risk his and his friend’s safety. With no way of knowing just how far Brad is willing to go, I decide to take Abyss’s advice to rest and heal. Maybe it’ll give me the time I need to come up with a plan.
Me: I’m tired. Gonna go to sleep
Grim: I’ll be right here. NO ONE will touch you again.
I’m desperate to believe him, but I’m not getting my hopes up. If he ever figures out it was Brad and that my fiancé is preparing to be the next big televangelist, Grim will run screaming for the hills, leaving me to deal with Brad… alone… again.
True to his word, Grim doesn’t leave, and his presence is surprisingly calming.
I don’t know why, but for the first time in alongtime, I don’t dream.
CHAPTER14
GRIM
What the fuckis taking her so long?
I’ve been standing on Jez’s porch for five solid minutes, banging on the door and not so patiently waiting for her to answer. Leaving Violet back at the clubhouse was hard enough, but Fort isn’t finding shit on who the bad guy is, so our only hope is my Prez’s twin.
Getting more annoyed by the second, I pound on the door again. I know Jez is home because her car is in the driveway, along with one I don’t recognize, so why the hell is she not coming?
As I reach into my pocket to take out my key, the door swings open so fast it hits the wall. Jez’s hair is a mess, and she’s pulling on a pair of sweatpants. The oversized tee she’s wearing hangs off her shoulder, and her cheeks are flushed.
“What, you don’t text first anymore?” she asks.
“You’re lucky you’re not subject to fines.”
She rolls her eyes. “You can read my lips just fine, so don’t be a dick. What do you want?”
“Are you gonna let me in?”
Leaning against the doorframe, she crosses her arms over her chest. “What. Do. You. Want?”
Rather than stand here and argue with her, I shove my hands under her armpits and easily pick her up to move her out of my way. Once I set her on her feet, I close the door and flip the lock. By the time I look at her again, she’s glaring at me, and her face is red with indignation.
“What took you so long to answer the door?”
“I was…” She quickly darts her gaze over her shoulder. “... in the shower.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not—”
