I fought a grin. “Understood. I don’t have any intention of hurting her.”
“Are you going to report in tomorrow morning?”
“That’s another thing, though I don’t know if I have to talk to Blood, but my gut says Brantley isn’t done in that apartment. It sounds crazy, but Lex mentioned him making her uncomfortable before the accident. He damn sure makesmeuncomfortable, now that I’ve met him. I want to stay here until midnight at least to be sure she’s safe.”
“You’re damn lucky that I like you.”
“Yes, sir,” I muttered.
Cal went on as though he hadn’t heard me. “Because I know that’s an excuse to stick close to her and I don’t want to think about what else you want to do to her.”
He was right and wrong. I wanted to be close to her, but I wasn’t about to force anything on her.
“That isn’t likely, sir—”
“Don’t start that ‘sir’ bullshit, and don’t lie to me.”
I paused.
“I’m not lying. Before I told her what I wanted, she made it clear she thought the timing was wrong and me being a prospect in Jacksonville wasn’t great either.”
“You don’t agree?”
“It may not be great, but she’s worth dealing with bad timing and long distance - though the distance isn’t that long.”
“He comes back, you call the cops. Got it?”
“Absolutely. Will this be a problem?”
“Not right now. I might change my mind later.”
“I’ll call Blood—”
“No, I’ll let him know. Be sure to get your ass back to the clubhouse by four tomorrow afternoon.”
I put my phone in the cupholder and reversed out of the parking lot. If Lex decided to take a chance on me, then I had a number of errands I needed to run because I fully intended to show her how good we could be together.
Chapter seven
Worth Everything
Alexandra
Istruggledtoconcentrateon my microbiology notes. The moment Rafferty asked to kiss me, I knew it would dominate my thoughts for the rest of the afternoon…but did I refrain?
No.
Would I do it all over again?
Definitely.
Hands down that had to be the best kiss ever. It was leaps and bounds different from when we were teenagers.
Thank heavens, he ended it though. My hormones had taken over my brain and I was more than ready to blow off my test and hand Rafferty my v-card.
My phone chimed with a text from Jasmine.
In case my brother doesn’t tell you, I’m glad you’re okay. Sorry I didn’t text sooner, I didn’t hear about it until this morning.
