He was a maniac, actually. Spencer was screaming at Holden, who was up at the top with me. I thought he was going to kill him. Ironically, my brother is who calmed him down after it was very clear I was fine.
A little bruised, mostly embarrassed. I hated looking stupid and young in front of the guys.
“Fuck yeah I was. You could’ve been hurt.”
“Hence the thrill.”
“Doing better?” he asks, changing topics.
“What?”
“You were scared. Is it better now?”
I glance up at him. “I was . . . you were handling me.”
He chuckles. “I’ve spent a good portion of my life perfecting the ability. I’m pretty good at it.”
“Whatever.”
Spencer tosses his arm around my shoulders. “What has you the most concerned?”
“I’m going to be alone and what if someone wants me dead?”
“You’re safe, Brielle. I promise that much.”
Easy for him to say. I don’t know anyone in this building or what the hell I’m supposed to do all alone. It’s like the first night I spent at college. I sat in that room and cried for two hours. I was terrified of being alone and in a strange place. Now, I’m dealing with a version of homesickness but because I don’t remember any of this.
“How do I know that?” I ask him.
“Because there is a security guy in his car out front, another one in back, and Emmett will be here in about an hour.”
“He’s coming here?”
“Emmett is staying in the apartment directly across from yours.”
My eyes widen. “What? He lives here too?”
“He does now.”
I don’t know what to say, so I end up gaping at him. “When did he move in?”
“Yesterday.”
“Because?”
“Because we have no idea who killed your brother and tried to kill you. So, the apartment is now sublet to your security team. So, if you’re scared or you need something, you have people here. They’re one of the top security teams in the country. I’ve made friends during my career and none of us are taking chances.”
“I don’t know if that makes me feel worse or better.”
“Either way, they’re only here to keep you safe. You probably wouldn’t even notice them if I hadn’t told you.”
Now he’s insulting my intelligence. “Please. I would definitely notice a bunch of hulking military-looking guys walking around Rose Canyon. It’s not like we’re brimming with new people in this town.”
He smirks. “Except that you don’t know who lives here anymore. You have no memories of the last three years.”
“Ass.”
Spencer shrugs. “I told you this to ease your worries about staying here tonight.”