He starts shaking his head. “You’re not going in.”
My hearts warm at his response, but I roll my eyes. “Shut up. There’s security everywhere. And it’s not a weirdo for me. It’s a weirdo for Jenny, aka Muffy.”
“No. Home,” he presses.
I know why he’s being so protective, but I also know I’ve never felt stronger over the past two years than I do right now. It’s so anti-boss bitch to think this, but Chase fixed something broken inside me.
Because he let me feel it all and never wavered from his post. I feel protected and reminded that we made it out of that fucking horror story into a goddamn rom-com.
And now I just want to live my life, with a healthy amount of caution, but to never go back to where I was.
Explaining that to him is another story. Especially seeing as the stubborn lines on his forehead are on display.
“Hear me out ...” I say with a grin. “Yes, she had some guy send her a bunch of strange shit, like teddy bears with their hearts cut out.” I hold up a hand as he scoffs. “But nobody witnessed it ... and don’t forget she’s the girl who needed to commune with the werewolf suit. So, grain of salt ... plus, I think she’s on hallucinogens.”
He crosses his arms. “Like I said ... stay home.”
I scoot off the bed to stand in front of him. “And like I said ... no. I’m not living in fear anymore of what could happen.” My hands land on his waist, and I give him a little shake, barely moving him. “I mean ... if I did that, you wouldn’t be here.”
He leans down, nipping at my shoulder as I continue. “I promise it’s safe. There’s security, and I’ve got the Double D’s. No more living in the past.”
“True,” he grumbles. “But I’m not sure those two could find their ass from a hole in the ground.”
My eyes pop open, and he shrugs. “I heard that one from Gail.”
“It’s solid.”
He grabs the front of my towel, looking down at me sternly. “Listen, missy. Promise me you’ll check in. And if you need me or if anything weird happens—”
I cut him off. “I’ll call you. I promise. But it’s time for me to start living my life and not look over my shoulder anymore.”
He lets out a deep exhale as I grin, and my voice becomes very flirty. “You know, I’m kind of inspired by this boy that I really like ...”
There’s a lift of his brow. “You are, huh? He must be really handsome.”
“Incredibly ... like way hotter than Matt Damon.”
Chase wraps his arms around me in a bear hug, then motions for me to keep going as he walks me backward toward the bed.
I start listing actors, but by the time I make it to Charlie Hunnam, we’re kissing again, and I’m definitely going to be late to set.
Chapter Seventeen
Evie
Getting into work went off without a hitch, and I even texted Chase to let him know I was safe and sound.
Because that’s what good girlfriends do. God, that’s still so weird.
Even though I still haven’t told my sister. So it’s not totally official.
Chase and I actually decided not to because we thought it would be fun to surprise them. Because we’re terrible people who love to shock the shit out of those we love.
Plus, we deserve a grand introduction, since Goldie’s been working on this union for like ever. So when they show up at the restaurant opening, we’re going to act casual, and I’ll be mean until he leans down and kisses me.
We’ve actually got a bet going as to who saysNo fucking wayfirst.
I chuckle to myself, faintly hearing my name called before it finally catches up to me, forcing my face over my shoulder to see the director waving me over. He’s standing with the vampire lead next to a tree.
