I set the coffee mug down. I don’t trust this guy. “What game are you playing?”
“No game. Not this time.” He looks at his watch and grimaces. “However, I do have plans today. Feel free to rummage through my apartment to discover any hidden secrets. The door will lock when you leave, but I’ve got something I have to do.”
He walks over to the chair and grabs his suit jacket from the back of it. Shrugging it on, he looks me over and sighs.
“Take a shower. Sober up. Have another cup of coffee. Make yourself an egg. Ask yourself why you came to me when you should have gone to Sara.” He ruffles my hair and grins. “I have the feeling you and I are going to be best friends.”
He goes to the door and salutes me before ducking out. Best friends, my ass. I lean back against the couch and look around. It’s a nice apartment, but I’m not surprised. He did say I could check things out.
I blow out a breath and drink some more coffee. My phone is on a charger near me. When I lift it, the time says eight forty-five. I rub my hand over my eyes.
There are a few missed texts from Dante. From an hour ago.
Dante:
Sara’s coming to stay with us in Tom’s room
Her parents are out of town
Someone tossed her and Tom’s rooms at the townhouse
Finn:
I can come help pack. Wyatt didn’t come home last night.
My heart slams against my chest. Fuck. The urge to go to her right away makes me rise, but Dante has her. Dante who I’ve always trusted to keep her safe when I couldn’t.
I have access to some of the cameras in the house, but she took out the one I had in her bedroom, which would have shown us who was in there. Fuck.
We don’t know who’s after her or Tom or what they might be looking for. But Sara is in danger. I need to get home to see if we can figure out who was in the house.
My shoes are at the end of the couch. I pull them on and then snoop enough to find the bedroom, the primary bathroom, and a small half bath. I scrub my face and use a new toothbrush he left out to brush my teeth.
Pausing, I meet my eyes in the mirror. I’ve put my feelings for Sara on the back burner for so long. But what if my actions could have gotten her hurt? What if she didn’t want to move in with us because of me?
I hang my head. If only it was just about that perceived boundary, but there’s more to it. A reason Tom doesn’t want me with his sister.
Fuck.
I glance around. I should really look through this guy’s stuff and figure out what makes him tick. Especially if he’s going to be in Sara’s life. But I need to get home and see if I can find out who was in the house.
When I turn, Drew’s desktop computer is right there. I bump the mouse and the screen comes on. It’s not password protected.
He did say to make myself at home basically. I’ll use his computer to check the feeds on the other cameras. That way Sara doesn’t find me spying on her again.
Sara
By the time we find most of the things I need for at least a week and clean up a little, I’m tired and ready to crash. Brandon picks up Dante, Finn, and me and drives us to their apartment. After we unload the car, I let him know I won’t need him this week.
“You call me if you do, Miss Sara. Anytime.” He clasps my hand between his.
“I will.”
He goes back to his car and leaves me standing outside Tom’s building. A little chill goes through me. That creeping feeling of someone watching me rushes through my veins. I look around, but no one stands out. I shake it off and go inside.
Finn is at the front desk, adding me to the list and getting me an access card since Tom took his with him, wherever he disappeared to. I sent him a text this morning to let him know about our rooms. I even mentioned the creepy guy I saw.
But nothing. I don’t even know if the messages were received.
