Page 21 of Burned By the Broken Doctor

The next message makes me frown.

| On second thought, I don’t think you deserve my help.

| Who is this? I type, now annoyed. Only one man grates on my nerves this much.

| Is this who I think it is?

| Yes, this is Liam.

I grit my teeth.

| How did you get my number?

| Damon gave it to me.

|Why?

| I told him we have a history.

I gasp, looking around. Fucking stupid man. I’m going to kill him when I find him

| Are you mad? Why would you say that?

| Why can’t I? He’s my friend and you’re the one that grilled me for having secrets.

I hold my breath. I shouldn’t let him get into my head. He’s probably somewhere watching, looking for a chance to laugh at me.

His next message comes in.

| Did you change your mind about revealing secrets?

I manage to hold myself steady enough to type.

| Are you out to destroy my brother’s wedding?

A laughing emoji pops in, and then.

| Do you think I’ve succeeded?”

| I’m going to make your life a living hell, Liam.

| Wow, ??, then: Relax, just joking. Damon asked me to make up with you for the wedding’s sake. That’s when I got your number.

| You’re an asshole.

His reply comes in quickly.

| I told you I prefer dick. BTW, I noticed your shadows haven’t left you yet. Do you still need this dick’s help?

I look up to see Maria and her cronies still standing right in front of me, whispering at each other. My frustration bubbles over as I glance back at the phone.

| I don’t need your help. Shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.

I type furiously.

| And the next time I figure out you’re standing in a corner watching me, I’ll report you to the Sheriff for stalking.

I add for good measure before snapping my phone shut.

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