“I mean, it’s a small club of people who have faith in me. Dane’s the only other member. Because I drive him nuts, but he never doesn’t take my side.”
“You’re—”
“Never,” I repeated.
“I was going to say you’re right,” he said hoarsely. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tease, and I do think all of those good things. Always.”
I took a breath.
“I think you’re amazing. You are smart and sexy, and I’m going out of my mind because I can’t put my hands on you.”
He always knew the right thing to say. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah.”
He growled. “Tell me where you are.”
“I’m at the Drake Garden Apartments.”
“And?”
“Apartment three-ten.”
Deep exhale. “Good. Lemme call it in. Don’t touch anything.”
“No, I won’t. Tyler won’t either.”
“Who the fuck is Tyler?”
“One of Gwen’s friends.”
Quick, exasperated exhale of breath. “Dane and I are coming with an army of people, but so help me, if I do not find you sitting on the floor when I get there, when I finally do catch up with you, you will be more than sorry.”
His threats did nothing for me. “There’s something weird, but I can’t put my finger on it.”
“Define weird.”
“I dunno.”
“So you’re already inside the apartment?”
“Yeah.”
“How did you figure out which one it was?”
“I’m gifted.”
“Christ, you really are.”
I smiled into the phone. “I miss you.”
Another frustrated growl. “Just wait, all right? Just stop… I need to see you.”
“Just see me?” I teased him.
“Your brother is sitting in the car with me.”