Page 87 of Forced Proximity
From what Dru had shared in bed last night, Jennifer wasn’t merely the aunt, but the mother.
Everyone had tried to play it off like Daniella was Dru’s parents’ child. But she most definitely wasn’t. Genetics didn’t lie.
“How about you both leave,” I suggested, feeling my patience starting to wane. “Then, tomorrow, you can wake up and do this the correct way. Maybe I’ll let you talk to her.”
Maybe I’d not tell her you showed.
“You won’t,” she snorted. “We tried to do this the easy way, and you refused to tell her that we wanted to talk.”
“I called the cops,” a man said from behind me. I looked over to see the man known as Lager with his phone to his ear. “They’re on their way.”
That proved to be true, because lights came down the long road toward us seconds later.
At least, I thought they were the cops.
Turns out, it was the exact opposite of a cop. It was the daughter of a corrupt politician, and the woman that I’d divorced years ago.
The woman who had once lived in this house, but was no longer welcome.
When Aurora stepped out, I couldn’t help the curse that left my lips.
“Well, looks like we’ll need them to take three unwanted guests away today.”
“Apollo, oh my god. I just heard!”
Eighteen
Fuck you this_____________much.
—Text from Dru to Finnian
DRU
I woke up to an empty bed and screaming downstairs.
Honestly, I was slightly surprised that I’d woken up. Normally when I slept, I was a very heavy sleeper.
But I had a feeling that I was becoming attuned to the man I was sleeping beside at night. Without him there at my side, my unconscious brain had nudged me awake to find out why.
The why happened to be three females that Finnian was physically blocking with his body from entering his house.
“I can’t believe that you’re having to deal with this so-called ‘girlfriend’s’ family after you just lost your best friends,” Aurora said the moment she saw me at the top of the stairs.
I crossed my arms over my chest and glared.
“And what do you mean you aren’t taking care of Katie and Kenny?” Aurora looked over at me accusingly. “Those were your best friends’ dogs.” She glared at me then. “How could you tell him he can’t have them?”
Instant shame hit me.
She was right.
Though I didn’t give him the ultimatum, Finnian had made the decision on his own, because of me.
“I…”
“Had absolutely nothing to do with her, and everything to do with me,” Finnian snarled. “Now, you should leave before the cops get here. Because if they do, I’ll have you trespassed right along with them.”
“You can’t do that. I’m your wife.”
