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Drew's armsare folded over his chest. His dark brows are furrowed. His dark eyes are filled with frustration.
"What were you doing in Tom's hotel room?" Drew asks.
"Talking." I play with my bag's shoulder strap. "It's good to see you too."
"Yeah." He pulls me into a stilted hug. His eyes fix on mine. "Well, if he tries to cross the line, let me know and I'll kick his ass."
I keep my voice calm. It must be possible to reason with Drew. In theory. "Isn't Tom your friend?"
"Yeah, but you come first. He's a player. He'll hurt you."
Even I can see that. "Consider me warned."
Drew stares at me, tearing apart my intentions. He softens. "What's wrong, Wil? You look terrified."
I swallow hard. "I need a place to stay for a few days."
"Why?"
The door behind us opens. Kara Kendrick, Drew's girlfriend, pops out. She's wearing her sweater dress backwards and her usually straight brown hair is a messy tangle.
"Hey Willow! It's good to see you. It's been forever." She pulls me into a close hug. "You look good. Your hair looks pretty long."
"Thanks." I run a hand through my thick brown hair. "It's getting a little much."
"You would look cute with long bob. Or black. Something dramatic to celebrate being a college grad." She slides her arm around Drew with a wistful sigh. "One more month and I'll be free too."
"Then two years to get your teaching credential," Drew says.
She nudges him. "Technicalities."
Drew clears his throat and motions to the door. "Kendrick. A little privacy."
She squeezes him tighter. "No."
"What do you mean no?" Drew asks.
She smiles, happy as a clam, and kisses Drew on the cheek. His frown fades away. Until he's... smiling? That's weird. Drew doesn't really smile.
But he's freaking beaming.
"You look like you're gonna pop a vein, baby. Nobody wants to talk to you when you're pissed." She runs her hands through his hair. "Your poor sister is probably worried you're gonna hit someone if she tells you what's up."
Drew pouts.
"Bet you already threatened to hit somebody," she says.
"Not exactly."
Kara looks to me. "Did he?"
I nod.
She throws him a stern look and pulls her hands to her sides. "You get into a fight and that's going to be the last time you touch anyone for a while."
Damn, I don't remember Kara being such a badass. I make a mental note to ask her for tips on dealing with difficult men.
