“What the fuck are you talking about? When?” I asked. “How?”
She exhaled a weary breath and said, “The night before Thanksgiving, I went up to my room to lie down. When I got there, the room was in shambles. Everything I had was cut up and thrown on the floor.”
“What the fuck, Morgan?” I growled. “Why didn’t you say something?”
“Because my father was here, and my brother. I didn’t want to make a big deal about it.”
“It is a big fucking deal. Who fucking did it?”
“I don’t know. I wasn’t there.”
I studied her face; she wouldn’t look me in the eye, so I asked, “Who do you suspect?”
She clamped her lips closed and stared at me.
“Who, Morgan?”
“Jenna.”
“Jesus Christ,” I cursed, and ran my hands through my hair. “You have to tell me this shit, babe.”
Morgan rolled her lips between her teeth and looked away. “What?” I growled, knowing there was more.
“My workroom was ransacked too.”
I put my hands on her waist and walked her back through the doorway. Looking around, I didn’t see anything out of place. When I turned to question her, she added, “When it was downstairs.”
“That was fucking months ago!”
She swallowed and I cocked my head to one side and then the other, trying to crack my neck and relieve the strain and tension I was now feeling.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because she’s just some jealous bitch.”
“I wish you would be a jealous fucking bitch for once,” I shouted. I closed my eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.”
She muttered something that sounded an awful lot like, “I am jealous.” But when I said, “What?” she answered, “Nothing. I promised my mother that I would tell you about the clothes. And now I need to go shopping.”
“Okay, let me put my shit away,” I said, moving back toward church.
“Smokey is driving us.”
“Morgan,” I started.
“Jude, please. Smokey said he’d drive us. We’ll be perfectly safe with him.”
I nodded and let it go. I followed her out into the main room and looked around.
“Smoke?”
“Yeah?”
“What vehicle are you taking?”
“The SUV.” He watched me, waiting for me to object, but it was the safest one we had.
“I’m going too,” Sully said.
