“Ten minutes and not a second longer.”

“Deal. Even though we’re leaving the room in ten minutes, I’m still not ready to part with her. How about we all go out to eat tonight? Let’s do a double date. We’ve never done that before. Oh, I forgot about the other friend. Invite Leo, too. Let’s make it a triple date.”

“I want to be alone with Monique.”

“Triple date or I’m not coming out.”

This motherfucker!He was going to get Cas back for this. But right now, Monique was angry. Very angry. If he didn’t agree with his brother, his brother wouldn’t come out. And if Cas didn’t come out with Temeka, Monique would probably try to kill Raz again. For that reason alone, Raz agreed.

“Okay, Cas. Ten minutes and then we’ll do a fucking triple date. If your crazy ass isn’t out here in ten minutes, I’m...”

“Calling the cops?” Cas joked, knowing Raz wouldn’t call the cops.

“No. I’ll have this door taken off its damn hinges by our maintenance team.”

“If they touch my door...”

“I’m going to call maintenance and tell them to meet me at your room in eleven minutes. I’ll cancel the order if you’re out on time. Your ten minutes start now.”

Raz ended the call before Cas could continue cursing him out. He moved to the far wall and leaned against it as he texted the head of maintenance. With the text sent and replied to, Raz stared at Cas’s closed door.

Was his brother really in there talking to Temeka? What the hell were they talking about? His phone dinged. It was a text from Monique.Shit. He quickly opened and read the message.

My Rose:This isn’t how I envisioned our first date, Raz. I’m really disappointed.

His heart sank. Fuck texting back. He called his Rosa. She answered on the third ring.

“Hello,” she said, voice low, stressed.

Hearing her sweet voice made his heart race. Hearing her tone made his heart break.

“Rosa,” he started, then stopped, not knowing what to say.I’m sorryjust didn’t seem good enough.

“One second. I’m going to the corner of the room so we can talk privately,” Rosa told him.

In the background, he could hear her friend talking.

“Why are you going over there to talk?” her friend asked. “You don’t want me to hear you being all lovey-dovey with your kidnapper while another active kidnapping is in progress?”

“Shh,” Monique hushed her friend.

“Whatever,” her friend yelled. “Go talk to your kidnapper. Tell him that I’m three minutes away from tearing shit up.”

Raz swiped his hand over his face. How was he supposed to convince Monique’s friends that he and his family weren’t crazy after this?

“Raz, are you still there?” Monique asked.

“Never leaving,” he promised.

“So corny,” she whispered, but he heard the smile in her voice.

Some of the tension left his body. Now was a good time to apologize.

“I’m sorry, Rosa. I’m sorry you’ve gotten mixed up with a family like mine.”

Don’t leave me.He thought it but had too much pride to actually say it.

“I just don’t understand why you and your brother are like this, Raz. Like, my mind is literally blown. This type of stuff only happens in movies. This isn’t how the real world works.”