They take a step but Malia blocks the door.“Let her get dressed.”
“Told you she would stay,” Mercedes mutters.
“You said she would leave,” Makayla points out.
“I was panicked, but deep down, I knew she would stay.”
I chuckle as the door closes behind them.
“I’ll be down in five.Promise.”
As soon as the door clicks shut, I grab my phone—which someone kindly placed on charge—and dial Freya.
“Morning, ho,” she greets.
“Bitch,” I reply.
“What can I do for you on this fine Saturday?”
“I need to know if that Liam guy can be trusted, and I mean this seriously.”
“Liam as in Mark’s cousin or the family friend?”
“You talking about Liam?”a male voice asks.
“Oh God, are you with the Carters?”I whisper.
“It’s Maverick and, um, he wants to talk to you.”
Shit.
The line rustles for a minute before a deep, masculine voice starts speaking.“Why are you asking about Liam?”
“He’s going to help my cousins.They are meeting with him today because Katherine Black is trying to look into them and I’m panicking that they are going to get fucked over.I can’t bring someone into their life who will only cause more damage.”
“Liam will look after you all.He doesn’t like bullies, and he also doesn’t like it when rich people think they can take what they want.I know we don’t really know each other, but you can trust me when I tell you he is the person you want helping you.He’s family.”
“Thank you,” I whisper.
“I’ll hand you back to Freya.”
“No need.Tell her I’ll call her back later.Thank you, Maverick.”
“Any time,” he replies, ending the call.
I lower my phone to the blanket, letting out a breath.Whilst I don’t know the Carters in the same way as Freya, I don’t need to.They have this energy about them.They say what they mean, mean what they say.There’s no pussy-footing around when it comes to them.
So if Maverick says we can trust him, I believe him.
Now I just hope this Liam doesn’t like to steal food as a hobby, because I don’t think my relationship with my cousins will survive another person taking their food.
