That’s… terrifying.
But also exactly what Kai needs to hear.
Andres keeps going, methodical with the way he likes to plan things. “We put pressure where it hurts him. Legal pressure. Real consequences. Make him regret ever typing her name.”
Gael points at Kai’s phone. “We start with the report and getting the legal team involved.”
Kai’s eyes flick to me. “You guys in?”
My heartbeat steadies because this I can do.
I nod. “Yeah.”
Andres doesn’t even hesitate. “For sure.”
Gael’s voice is quiet but solid. “You know I’ve always got your back.”
Kai exhales. It’s not relief, but it will have to do for now.
“Okay,” Kai says. “Come with us to the apartment.”
As we grab the house keys and sweatshirts, my watch pings with a notification.
My CGM.
I glance down. Ninety-two with a slanted arrow.
Not falling fast, but trending down.
Andres sees it anyway, because of course he does. Then he looks me dead in the eye and murmurs, “Food first,mi sol.”
Even with Kai on the verge of turning into a weapon.
Andres makes me his first priority and god, if that doesn’t make me fall more in love with him. I swallow, nod once, and grab a granola bar off the counter as we head for the door.
Andres
The calls endwith a string of yeses and next steps. Team legal takes the screenshots and the numbers and the timestamps like they’re collecting pieces of shrapnel.
Team security asks questions in a tone that says they’ve handled things like this before, even if everyone pretends they haven’t. A report number gets created. A plan gets put in place. Names get added to a list. Steve’s name gets treated like a contaminant.
I hang up and slide my phone back into my pocket. Kai is still moving, still pacing, but now it’s pacing with purpose. Isla sits on the couch, a blanket pulled around her shoulders even though the apartment is warm. Adriana sits next to her, rubbing the side of her rounded belly and looking exhausted.
Isla’s eyes look dry in the way that says she already cried and hated herself for it. Kai stops in front of her, crouches, and takes her face in his hands like he’s holding the only thing that matters.
“Look at me,” he says, voice low.
Isla’s eyes lift.
“You did nothing wrong,” he tells her. “You hear me? Nothing.”
She swallows. “I just… I didn’t want you to lose it.”
Kai’s laugh is soft but edged. “Princess, I live on the edge of losing it.”
Gael lets out a breath from where he’s leaned against the kitchen counter. “Fucking facts.”
Isla’s mouth twitches like she’s trying to smile, but it breaks anyway.
