“I’d consider it a favor,” Trent said when he didn’t answer.
“Fuck.” How could he say no now? “If she pisses me off, I’m hanging up.”
“Fair enough.” Trent voice trailed. “Don’t piss him off.”
Highly doubtful. Her existence alone pissed him off. How Kenzie put up with Taylor was beyond him.
“Hi.”
“What?” Bogs was usually cordial to everyone but this woman deserved nothing from him and he wasn’t giving anything.
“Just don’t hang up, please.”
“Taylor, just say whatever it is you gotta say.”
“Okay, look, Bogs, I was…um, how do I say it?”
“An asshole?”
“I deserve that. So, yeah, I was an asshole, but seriously, it was coming from a good place.” She inhaled as if trying to calm herself. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think about anything when I told her, I was just thinking you could help her, and when you wouldn’t I just lost it. I love Kenzie.” Bogs could hear the onset of a stifled cry. She trembled on the last words. “If I could just talk to her…”
“No.”
“I did this, just let me undo it.”
“You can’t.”
“But I’m sorry,” she cried.
“I know you are, Taylor, and I get why you did it, I do. But where she’s at now, it has to be her choice. I don’t want her to go through with it, but it’s not my place to stop her, and it’s not yours. That’s on her.”
The line was silent but he could hear her muffled cries. He considered hanging up until he heard Trent’s voice.
“Thanks. And uh…let me handle Plan B.”
“Whatcha got in mind?”
“Nothing I can say over the phone but I’ll handle it. You worry about Plan A and I’ll cover the rest. See you tonight.” He hung up before Bogs could push further to hear what Trent was thinking.
He texted his brothers to come over. His conversation would be full disclosure, and he didn’t want to do it over the phone. He recapped for Trent, which was risky, but left out the detailed version. He needed T and Stone to have that and not over the phone. He heard back from them an hour later. They were on their way. He just needed Kenzie to stay asleep for the next hour at least.
****
She stayed in bed long after she woke.
So much to think about and she needed the quiet. This was like a thousand-pound weight she was struggling to hold together. She said yes. She lied--she couldn’t do this.Killsomeone?The thought had her stomach churning.
She made her way downstairs to the kitchen following the muffled voices. Yesterday had been a complete shit show and emotional rollercoaster. She knew she looked like death with her puffy eyes and smeared makeup caked on her face. She rounded the corner stopping in the doorway. T and Stone were leaning against the counter while Bogs sat in one of the chairs. The room immediately drowned in silence.
“Hey,” Bogs said with a small smile, lifting his chin.
“Morning.” She drew in a breath, not looking over at his brothers. She could feel their stares sending a chill over her skin.
“So, tonight?” T asked and she whipped her head up. He was talking to Bogs, who nodded.
“Yeah, already talked to Trent. He and Dec will pick him up and we’ll meet up around seven. You guys ride up with us.”
“What?”
