“That’s my brother.” She fake gags, covering her mouth with her hand.
“Even still, doesn’t change the fact.”
“I don’t like the idea of you going back to your dorm while she’s still there.”
“Well, with any luck, she won’t be there. Once Joey is coherent enough to give a statement to the police, hopefully, she won’t be anyone’s problem anymore.”
“Let’s hope. Until then, if you insist on going back there this morning, I insist you take Kai with you.”
“Kai has better things to do than play bodyguard. Besides, that’s what brothers are for.” I stretch out my leg, nudging Jackson, who groans and rolls to his side. “Jack.” I nudge his back this time. “I need you to get up.”
“And I need you to shut up,” he groggily hisses.
“You’ve known me my whole life, brother. When have I ever shut up when you’ve told me to?” I grin.
“Ugh.” He flops to his back, sleepily blinking up at the ceiling.
“I need you to accompany me to my dorm before you head home.”
“Why?” He throws an arm over his forehead.
“Because of my quite possibly murderous roommate.”
“I still don’t understand why they didn’t arrest her last night.”
“Because they need to do a proper investigation to make sure our claims are true.”
“It is true.”
“Just becauseweknow it is doesn’t meantheyknow it is.”
“Do you think the university will get involved?” Lyric asks, drawing my attention back to her.
“I think they’re going to have to.” I nod. “And while this is the last thing I want to deal with right now, Lana deserves to pay for what she did. Joey could have died, for fuck’s sake.”
“Language,” Jackson scolds.
“Adult,” I fire back. “Fuck off.”
“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” My brother rolls onto his side before forcing himself upright, rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands.
“I sure do.” I give him a cheeky grin. “Now get your ass up. I have to be at the police station at ten.”
“What for again?”
“To give my official statement.”
“I thought you did that already.”
“I did. But they want to talk to me and Macallan again after they’ve had a chance to talk to Joey.”
“You want me to go with you to the station?” Lyric offers, rising to her feet when Kai enters the room.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, he moves straight for her, dropping a kiss to her temple when he reaches her.
“What’s going on?”
“I was just offering to accompany Maisie to the police station.”
