Page 25 of Sinners Keepers
“Sounds illegal,” Law added jokingly.
“Yes, because you’resucha law-abiding citizen,” I jabbed.
“Touché.”
He took the seat across from me and once my drink was finished, Alec sat down beside him, passing it to me across the island.
“So,” he began. “You can’t sit around drinking all day when we’re not here.”
Great,this. “It wasonetime, Alec.”
“I’m aware, but we know you’re feeling anxious, and being here alone with not much to do probably doesn’t help. We wanted to offer you some alternatives, and we’ve decided that at least one of us will stick around as much as possible so you’re not left to your own devices.”
What the heck? “I’m not a child.”
“We just want to be here for you,” Law intervened. “And it would do you some good to get a little exercise.”
“Exercise?” This was exactly what I wanted to wake up to this morning. Afternoon. Whatever.
“Yeah,” Alec said. “You know…” He was hesitant now. “...as a way to burn off some of the anxious energy.”
I could think of several ways to burn off all this anxious energy that didn’t involvewineorexercise, but I wasn’t sure that was where they were going with this. “How, exactly?”
“You can use the treadmill in my room. It’s made for running and I legitimately love it. You’re welcome to it any time.” Of course Law liked to torture himself with running for fun.
“If your body is already reacting to things like it’s being chased like prey, you may as well run,” Alec shrugged.
Maybe he had a point. That was the most accurate description of anxiety I’d ever heard. “You have such a way with words.”
“Thanks,” he grinned.
I finished my plate and scooted it to the side, already feeling a ton better.
“I think you need more of a sense of normalcy too,” Law said, tapping his fingers across the granite. What had ever been fuckingnormalin my life? “Maybe a bit of a routine would help, and definitely getting out of the house a bit—to do things that don’t involve kidnap and murder.”
“Where’s the fun in that?” I asked dryly, internally considering whether or not it was actually a good idea for me to be goinganywhereoutside the house. I should probably be more worried about Ijah and of course my fucking father. I’d left once after pressuring them to let me walk headlong into a ridiculously dangerous situation, and we all know how that turned out.
Alec huffed a laugh. “You fit right in here.”
I rolled my eyes and pushed myself up out of my seat. “I’m going to shower.”
“Good. Once you’re finished, dress warm and grab your coat.”
CHAPTERFOURTEEN
Alec
Law snuck a look at me from beneath his thick brows as she stepped into the foyer. She was wearing black leggings, her bright red-orange hair and porcelain skin a gorgeous contrast against the dark green sweater she had on. I felt my lips part. The back of Law's hand made a loud smack as it connected with my chest, and I stifled a chuckle.
He and I had already discussed the fact that we were both beyond having rational thoughts when it came to Hunt.
We wanted her in an obsessive way.
There was a strong possibility that Ijah would murder us both. I don’t think we gave a fuck at that point.
I, for one, had suppressed my feelings for Hunt for far longer than I cared to admit, and being in such close proximity to her, seeing her in such a vulnerable state, hadn’t helped at all. I just couldn’t take it anymore. Especially not when I knew she was feeling at least a little the same. Law was just as attracted to her. Which was more than fine with me. Sharing with my best friend was my favorite pastime.
We both knew Ijah loved her, but he was the one who’d put us all in this situation to begin with and I wasn’t entirely sure that I wasn’t feeling a little of the L-word for her myself.
