Page 130 of Stitches

I stopped and waited for him. “What?”

Sin’s gray eyes skimmed Sirena quickly, making her curl closer to me.

“I, uh, was wondering if we could talk for a minute. Alone.”

I contemplated his request for a minute.

It wouldn’t be a big deal. After all, I missed his grouchy ass.

“Sure. Heaven, I’m going to be a minute, OK?”

She pulled away from me without a word and moved to the opposite side of the hall and stood against the wall.

I watched her for a moment before turning my attention on Sin.

“How is everything?” he asked. “How is Stitches?”

“He’s better. Not a hundred, but I think he could be eventually.”

Sin stuffed his hands into his uniform pant pockets. “And Sirena?”

I let my eyes wander to where she stood. She had been joined by Bryce. He was extremely close to her, but she wasn’t pulling away. In fact, she leaned into him as he seemingly spoke in a hurry to her, clearly spilling his guts about something. I was desperate to know what he was saying to her.

“She’s…good. Shit’s weird, man,” I said, focusing back on him.

“Weird how?”

“Look, it’s not really any of your concern. We’re handling things.”

“Listen, I know you hate me now, but I have shit to tell you. Just…listen to me, OK?”

I studied him. “Fine. What’s up?”

“That fucking Adam Larson guy is talking about Sirena. I overheard him today after class. I wanted to fucking strangle him, Asher. He’s fucked up. You guys need to watch her closely. I think he’s becoming a little too obsessed with her and the fact you guys kicked his ass. The guy wants revenge.”

“He works for Everett.”

“What?” Sin frowned. “So that’s true?”

“How did you know about it?”

“Asylum made a stupid fucking rhyme about Daddy Church and all his little demons. Mention of a fuck head who was left in the woods came up. I assumed that was Adam.”

“Yeah, well, Church went and spoke to his old man when he was here a few days ago. He told Church to not touch Adam or there would be hell to pay. We’re obligated to not fuck him up.”

“I’m not a watcher. That shit doesn’t pertain to me. I’ll do it,” Sin said fiercely.

I shook my head at him and saw Bryce looking upset. He caught my eye, a sad look on his face, before he left Sirena staring at her feet. They didn’t seem to be getting along. I found that odd.

“It does pertain to you.”

“How?” Sin demanded. “I’ll go fuck his shit up right now.”

“Because Everett views you as one of us still. So you’ll not do shit about it until Dante gives the word.”

Sin let out an angry hiss. “I’m fucking telling you this guy is trouble. He wants to fuck her, Ashes. He’s already bragging about how he banged out Claws. His real target is Siren though.”

“She’ll be safe. We don’t let her out of our sight. I promise. She’s good.”

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