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With a grunt, I took another pull from my cigarette and sank onto the bench beside her.

We sat in silence for the first time since we met, both staring out toward the parking lot, waiting for news.

I didn’t know what the hell I was doing here with her. I had plans before this whole mess, but something told me I wasn’t leaving either.

Not until we knew Diesel was gonna be okay.

Chapter Four

Mac

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

“No!” Groaning, I reached blindly towards the nightstand for my phone. It couldn’t have been five already. I’d just closed my eyes.

Squinting at the glowing numbers on my phone I cursed at the time before finally finding my phone. Uncoordinated, I smacked at the screen.

Ahhhh.

There.

Sweet, blessed silence.

I laid there for a minute trying to gather my senses. It was Sunday and I needed to get up and get my ass in the shower if I was going to make for dinner at my mom’s.

Throwing the blankets back, I dragged myself out of bed and stretched, cracked my neck, then grabbed my phone before heading for the bathroom.

The moment I stepped out into the hallway, I froze.

Chad was standing there, leaning in Sarah’s bedroom doorway, arms crossed over his chest.

The instant my eyes landed on his, that unsettling smirk that always made my skin crawl slid across his face.

“Mac,” he drawled lazily, eyes dragging over me in a way that made me uncomfortable.

I forced a polite smile, keeping my feet moving. “Chad.”

“Sleep well?” He asked, rolling off the doorframe.

I ignored the weird edge in his tone and dodged to the side as he shifted like he might step into my path. “Just fine, thanks.”

I glanced back to make sure he wasn’t following me just as his smile stretched wider, slow and lazy, like a wolf sizing up his prey. He always wore that expression around me and it creeped me the hell out.

“Well,” he murmured, voice just low enough that I wasn’t sure if I was meant to hear him or not, “if you ever get tired of sleeping alone…”

Uhhh, not even if he was the last man on earth. Gross.

Lifting my chin, I breezed right past him, pushed into the bathroom, and shut the door with enough force it vibrated the walls.

Sicko.

I closed my eyes, scrubbing a hand over my face before blowing out a long breath.

I debated telling Sarah about Chad’s disgusting comments for all of a second, but I knew how it would go. She’d wave it off and claim he was just playing around.

Yeah, no.

If I had a man and he did shit like that, I’d kick him straight to the curb after I kicked him in the nuts.

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