“A few of us went over to her house after work. I had a few drinks so I decided to stay here.” Please buy it.
“I see,” he says after a long second. “Are you going to come home tonight?”
I sigh in relief. “No. I’ll probably come back to Jenna’s. I wanna give you and Savannah some time alone.”
He snorts. “Since when?”
“Blane,” I groan tired of him always being so protective. “I’m an adult. I’ll be home when I get home.” I pull the cell away from my ear and press end.
I look up just as Case closes the bedroom door. I fall back down to the bed once again and close my eyes. I’m all of a sudden tired and just want some rest.
***
Do you ever wake up and realize you’ve slept the entire day and night away? I didn’t know I could be that tired. But when I wake, it’s the next day. I slept like a baby, and I can tell by the way that my body feels that I needed it. I stretch and only feel a little tightness in my limbs. I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. My bladder feels like it’s about to explode. Once done, I slide Case’s sweatpants back on and slip into his t-shirt. I think he left his suitcase with the other pairs he brought me in the living room.
I open the door to the bedroom and come to a stop as I hear Case in the living room on his phone.
“No!” he growls. “The shipment was supposed to be in tomorrow.” He sounds mad, but he’s trying to keep his voice low. “Well, that’s not good enough!”
I pull myself back in the bedroom and shut the door only allowing me a little peek so I can still hear but run to the bed if I hear him coming this way.
“Well, that will just have to work, won’t it? Fuck!” he hisses. “It’s not all right. We had a plan, and you’re fucking with it.” There’s a long pause, and I hear him sigh. “Yes. But I didn’t really have a choice in the matter, did I? You sure as hell didn’t care what happened to her.” My eyes widen. Is he talking about me? “What I do with her is none of your business. I keep telling you that, but you don’t seem to listen.” I pull back a little as the sound of his voice nears the hallway. “We’re getting off topic,” he snaps. “As far as tomorrow goes, have Blane go and do the exchange.” My heart speeds up. I forget what Case really is. What he really does.
But he saved your life!
I’m not saying he’s not a good guy; I’m just saying I forget how I met him in the first place. In the middle of a drug deal with my brother.
“Yes. She’s doing better,” I hear him say. “She’s been asleep for almost ten hours now.” I hear him sigh. “We will stay here one more night and then be back tomorrow.” I hear his voice getting louder, so I turn and run to the bed. I jump on it and bring the covers up to my neck just as I hear the door open. I suck in a deep breath as I get an ache in my side from jumping into bed. But I quickly forget about it as I pray I pulled the covers up high enough so he can’t see that I’m dressed. “Yeah!” He sighs heavily. “What about that video? Did Jones get it taken care of for us?” I hold my breath as I wait for an answer. “Perfect! That’s one less thing I have to worry about.” Then the door shuts.
I shove the covers off me and let out a long sigh as I look up at the ceiling. He proved me wrong and kept his promise. Why is it every time I get mad at him about something, he comes along and does something that makes me smile.
I lay in bed another thirty minutes before I choose to get up and walk into the living room. “Hi,” I say softly as he looks up at me from where he sits on the couch.
“Hey.” He sets his phone on the couch next to him. “How do you feel?” he asks placing his left arm over the back of the couch.
I sit down next to him. His arms wrap around my shoulders, and he pulls me to his side. “I feel better,” I say, and he leans down to kiss me on the forehead.
“Good,” he says happily. “Are you hungry? We can order room service,” he offers, and I nod.
I sit quietly in the living room as he places our order, flipping through the TV channels as I wait for it to arrive. After Case had ordered room service, he left the room saying he had to make some phone calls. I have a feeling one of them has to do with calling Blane. I hate that I haven’t thought more about what he’s doing. That I haven’t stayed on top of him about doing drugs. I allowed myself to get too caught up with Case that I’ve let everything else fall to the side.
I get up and walk my way back to the bedroom. I pick up my phone and let out a sigh as I pull up his number.
Me:Sorry about this morning. Was just tired. I hope that you have a great day. Love you.
I press send and then place my phone into the pocket of Case’s sweatpants that I’m wearing. As I walk back into the living room, the door to the hotel room opens and in walks Case. I sit down on the couch and let out a long breath. I have a feeling today is gonna be a long day.
“Can I ask you a question?” I ask looking down at my hands in my lap. I hate that I always have to ask him if I can ask him a question.
“What is it?” He sighs as he rubs his forehead.
I expected that. “How deep is Blane in your world? Do you know how often he does drugs?”
He surprises me by coming to stand in front of me. He bends down, and I lift my head to look at him. With both hands, he pushes my long hair from my face. “I’m only going to say one thing about Blane. And what I’m about to tell you, you will not repeat. Okay?”
I nod my head slowly confused by his hard tone. “Okay.”
“Blane works for me, and I will not fill you in on why or what it is I have him do exactly, but I will tell you this. Blane is not using drugs. He’s not getting high every day like you think. Does that help ease your concern?”
