Page 66 of Grave


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It had to have been him. He was standing in the entryway, and I spooked him when I turned on the lights. I think back to how he shoved his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. He was hiding my pills so I wouldn’t catch him. He was leaving so he could go take them.

Motherfucker!

APRIL

I stand behindthe counter at Roses, going through emails on my phone. Roses opens in two days, but after Grave left my house this morning, I decided to get up and do a few last-minute things at the shop. The bell rings, signaling a customer has entered, and I look up in a panic that I forget to lock the door behind me.

“We’re closed.” I exit out of my email and open my call history, my finger hovering over Grave’s name.

“Hi.” The man waves as he steps inside, letting the door shut behind him.

“I’m sorry, but we’re closed,” I repeat, my thumb ready to call Grave. My gaze moves over his dark jeans and white T-shirt that has a red Corvette on the front.

His dark eyes look around the shop, and he nods in approval when he gets to the vases on the shelves. “I saw you at the Airport last night.” His dark eyes meet mine.

My body tenses. I knew I should have left after what Jasmine told me. “Who are you?” I ask.

He gives me a warm smile. “I’m Jimmy. Jimmy Trust. I’m good friends with Grave.”

“Oh.” My shoulders relax a bit. “Are you looking for him? Because he’s not here.”

He shakes his head. “No. I just wanted to come by and place an order for someone.” Ducking his head, he looks up at me shyly through his lashes. “For a special someone.”

I set my phone on the counter. “Well, as long as you don’t need it today or tomorrow, I can help you out with that.”

“I won’t need them until next week.”

I open the top drawer, grab my pad and pen, and slide it across the counter. “Just fill this out for me.”

He steps up to the counter and starts writing down all the information. When he’s finished, he places the pen down. “Thanks so much. I want my girl to know just how special she is.” Then he exits without another word.

I glance down at the paper and frown when I see Lucy Mason’s name.

Picking up my cell, I call Grave.

“Hey, babe,” he answers immediately.

As if he can see me, I bite my lip to hide my smile. “Hey.”

“Everything okay?” he asks.

I love that he asks me that. “Yeah.” My gaze drops to the piece of paper on the counter and I chicken out. “I know you said we could do dinner tonight, but I was just wondering if you’d like me to bring you lunch today.” I’ll ask him tonight about Lucy. Obviously, they’re not exclusive. And if they were, they’re not now. I saw how he avoided her last night and he didn’t even know I was watching him at that point.

“Why don’t you come to Kingdom, and we’ll grab something here for lunch,” he offers.

“Sounds good.”

“Pull around to the back and go through the private entrance. A man by the name of Nigel will be at the desk and will escort you up to my office.”

I remember that guy. I saw him when Titan took me kicking and screaming to Bones’s office after my shop was destroyed because of the money my brother owed. “Any particular time?”

“I’ll clear my schedule whenever you arrive.”

I smile at that. “See you soon.”

“Here you are,”Nigel says, opening the glass door for me to enter the Kings’ office area.

“Thank you.”