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“And Adam knew about all this?” It hurts that she treats him more like family than she treats me. But he’s supposed to be her equal, her partner.
She nods and smiles this soft, loving smile at Adam. “He really is the best thing that’s happened to me since your father died. Beth died two years ago, and it’s taken him this long to really love someone.”
“When did the new texts start?” I try to remain calm, try to think rationally, but all I want is my guys here with me, to hold me, to love me, to make me feel safe, to help me breathe. I want Damon here, but I’m not going to get that.
Mom glances at her phone, and the light goes out in her eyes. “It was an anonymous texter, and I figured they had the wrong number at first. I didn’t think whoever was after us at the apartment complex was back.” She shivers. “I thought that was over.”
“Was it before or after we moved in here?” I need to add this to the timeline. Even though fear still clouds my mind, I need to figure this out.
“After.” She sinks in her seat a little. “By about a week.”
A week after meant that was after the times she almost caught me with Damon.
I take my seat and lean back in the chair, letting it support me. “I need to tell you both about everything.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before. I just didn’t want to scare you.” Mom squeezes Adam’s hand so hard her knuckles are white.
I draw in a breath. Fuck. I don’t know what to think, but I do know it’s time to talk this through with the guys. I release my breath. All these threads feel random, but maybe there’s a thread that makes it all make sense. I just need to find it.
Me:
We need to talk tonight.
What time works for you?
Damon:
I’ll be back at the dorms at nine
Cam:
I’ll grab Hawk and we’ll be there
CHAPTER 30
Damon
I knockon Wilder’s door. Ivan is playing Xbox in the room, and I just need to find somewhere I can talk to Evan and the guys alone. Evan insisted.
Wilder opens the door and looks me up and down. “What’s up?”
“I need somewhere to talk to my girl.” I glance down the hallway, hoping Jackson isn’t anywhere nearby. He’s been quiet since the boxing room. Basically ignoring me, which suits me fine. It would be easier to find out more about him if I pretended to like him, but everything inside me curdles at the thought. So we’ve just been avoiding talking.
Unlike Ivan, Wilder seems like a guy with his priorities straight. Hopefully, he understands.
Wilder nods. “If this is a conjugal visit, I’d say no, but Axel says she’s got a stalker.”
“Yeah, she needs to talk.” We’re not in the right place for a conjugal visit. But when I get home, I might have to fuck her before we talk. Prove to her and me that she’s still mine.
Wilder steps back into his room and opens the door wider for me to come in. “Give me a minute, and I’ll go fuck off somewhere else. Take as long as you need.”
“I’ll be done before curfew.” I’m not going to take up his room for too long.
He slaps his hand against my back. “I’ve got something to prepare for this weekend, so I’m going to be a while anyway. Take your time. Don’t nut in my room.”
He takes off out the door and closes it behind him. When Axel realized me being with Jackson probably wasn’t the best for anyone involved, he passed me off to Wilder since Ivan isn’t exactly school-oriented.
Wilder is focused on classes and hockey. It’s a much better fit. And he seems like a good guy. The guy he knows at his old school is apparently going through some shit with his girl right now too, so he’s not really available to help me out. Which sucks, but I understand.
