“No, you will wait until I speak with her,” Nash snapped. “It’s Beau’s choice, too.”
My brother Luke was calling me, and I had a feeling someone had said something about last night.
“Jo, wait,” Nash snapped, as he looked at me and Beau. “My father.”
My phone rang again as I looked at Beau, who hadhis brows furrowed looking at his phone.
“That’s bullshit,” Nash growled.
My heart beat faster, and my hands grew clammy thinking that something was terribly wrong. I didn’t answer my phone in time as it rang again with my brother, Theo’s, name. Fuck.
“I don’t give a shit, Jo. I will pay whatever I need to,” Nash said, running his hands through his hair. “I can’t guarantee it’s him.”
“What’s going on?” I asked softly.
Nash shook his head as I looked at Beau who was furiously typing on his phone. My phone rang again, Luke’s name popping up.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Thank god, are you ok? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you.”
“I’m fine,” I said, confused.
“Genevieve heard about Beau from Valencia and then she said you were with him and when I called the hospital, they said you left and?—”
“I’m…I’m ok,” I said, feeling overwhelmed.
“Are you hurt?” he asked, as I heard someone talking in the background. “Valencia said Beau had a stalker and he showed up to his apartment, you guys were there, but she knew nothing else.”
“It was crazy, but can we talk about this later? We just got out and I’m overwhelmed and I desperately need a shower,” I said.
“Yeah, of course. I just wanted to make sure you were ok,” he said softly. “Can I see you while you are here? I won’t feel right until I know for sure you’re ok.”
My lip trembled. “Yeah, Luke. I want to see you too. Let me shower and nap, then I’ll call you.”
“Okay, Izzy. I love you,” he said.
“I love you too, bye,” I said, feeling so much love for Luke, it choked me up.
I debated calling Theo, my finger hovering over the call button.
“What’s wrong?” Beau asked.
I shook my head.
“I have bad news,” Nash said, kneeling in front of us.
My phone lit up with Theo’s name again.
“Fuck.” Nash ran his hand through his hair.
“What happened?” Beau asked.
“I…I don’t—” He looked up, his eyes full of doubt and sadness.
“Nash, what's going?” I leaned down, cupping his cheek.
“I want to say that I want you, both of you. I went to Sterling Ridge for my father and at first, I hated him for it, but it brought me to you guys,” he said, taking a deep breath, grabbing ahold of each of our hands. “I thought I didn’t need anyone. I was happy to live alone and if I didn’t need anyone, then it was better for me.”
