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My mouth dropped open.
“Your fucking what?”
One of the officers looked between us. “Fiancée?”
“Yeah.” Cassian nodded like his lying ass hadn’t just made that shit up on the spot. “It’s a long story.”
“Ain’t no damn long story!” I got up from the couch. “I met this nigga yesterday!”
Cassian pressed his lips together, and I could tell his ass was trying not to laugh.
I pointed at him. “And stop fucking smiling!”
The officer turned his attention back to me. “Ma’am, are you injured?”
“No.”
“Has anyone threatened you?”
“No, but they won’t let me leave.”
That wiped some of the amusement off Cassian’s face.
“She can leave,” he said calmly. “My issue is her leaving here by herself.”
I whipped my head toward him. “That is NOT what your friend told me.”
Kendric threw both hands up. “Aye, don’t put me in this shit.”
I cut my eyes at his ass before looking back at the officers.
Cassian sighed. “There’s somebody I believe could be looking for her. That’s why I had somebody here with her while I was gone.”
One of the officers looked at me. “Do you want to leave the residence right now?”
I opened my mouth, ready to say yes, but my eyes cut toward the window. That man from the auction could be out there, and I didn’t even have my car. I hated that staying here was starting to feel like my safest choice.
Cassian didn’t say anything.
He just stood there looking at me.
And that shit irritated me even more.
“No,” I finally said. “But that ain’t the damn point.”
The officer nodded. “Okay. If you decide you want to leave, no one here can prevent you from doing so.”
“Trust me, I heard you.”
After a few more questions, they finally headed toward the door. Cassian thanked them, waited until they were gone, then closed and locked it.
The second that lock clicked, he turned around.
All that calm shit he’d been giving them officers disappeared from his face.
“Aight, ma.” He walked toward me and held out his hand. “Give me your fucking phone.”
I looked at his palm before slowly bringing my eyes up to his.
