“Thank fucking fuck,” he mumbles.
“So, what do you have for me?” I ask him. “How did move in go?”
“She’s all set… Apartment is deep cleaned. Andi and Wren have been having a lot of fun setting up her new place. Fucking decked it out with so much fun shit that screams Bonnie.”
“Pink, yellow, black, and wild?” I ask, almost smiling.
“So much wild,” he replies. “I didn’t know what to do about your place. Surely you’re not planning on living so far from her.”
I hadn’t thought about that.
“Ah…” I scratch my neck. “I don’t…”
Fuck, I’m not living that far from her.
“I’ll start looking at places nearby,” I say, unsure of what my plans will be. “What about Trevor? That’s all taken care of?”
Kade gives me a look. “When have I ever told you what I do with things like that?”
I scoff. “True. The less I know the better,” I utter. “Okay. Still good with Reed’s situation?”
“Yeah, not a peep from those two,” Kade says. “Same with the sister. She hasn’t posted lately.”
“How are things looking for RagnaRock?”
“Still three weeks out. Stella sent over some info this morning.”
I nod, a heavy sigh leaving me. “That’ll be big. I don’t know how they’re feeling about getting back on the stage after Eleven.”
“We’ve been assured security will be amped up for this, but I plan on scoping every person attending. Turns out the ticket site is pretty trash at hiding their buyers’ info.”
“Typical,” I mutter. “Is there any site you can’t find a backdoor into?”
“Not really,” Kade replies. “Maybe I should show them their weak spots and hold them at ransom.”
“And that’s why you’ll never retire,” Liam says.
“And probably why you’ll end up in jail again,” I add.
There’s a quiet knock on the door then, and we all turn to find Mads slowly pushing the door open. Facing him makes my stomach twist, even if there doesn’t appear to be any rage in his eyes today.
“Hey, Mads,” I say, pushing off the nightstand.
“Hey,” he says as he closes the door behind him. “Is now a good time?” he asks.
“Yeah,” I say, though my skin is beginning to crawl. “Sure.”
He glances at Kade and Liam.
“They know,” I say.
“Right.” He stuffs his hands in his pockets and sighs. “Look, I said some things that night that I obviously didn’t realize,” he says. “I wanted to apologize for it.”
My brows narrow at him. “What? No. You… You defended your friend. You’re right. I wasn’t there that tour. I didn’t see each behind-the-scenes moment when you guys probably talked her off ledges. No, you don’t need to apologize for anything, Mads. I was mean to you the other night when I shouldn’t have been.”
“I still needed to hear it,” he says. “Sometimes we think we know everything when really, you were right. We fucking missed the entire time her mom was sick. We just thought it was the tour getting to her. None of us realized it was anything more than that.”
I consider him. “I don’t want you to ever think that I hold grudges against any of you for that tour. I don’t. I realize there are so many things I didn’t see. She pushed you out. She wouldn’t talk to you because she didn’t want to be perceived as anything less. I get that now.”
