Ben knew me all too well. Except I’d sort of fucked away her pain with my cock. Least she kept telling me whenever we had sex, she felt free. Free from the burden of her family.
Shit, I’d left her in the cell. I walked out of the office, shutting the door and locking it behind me.
“She didn’t. I found her. It’s a fucking long story.”
“Always getting yourself into shit. And for a girl? Don’t tell me you’ve gone fucking soft.”
“Says the shithead who got married and has a baby on the way.”
“Prick.”
I pulled back the panel.
“Listen, I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just text me the regular way when you’re free. I’ll make sure Skye covers for you.”
“Thanks.”
“Anytime dickhead.”
He hung up. There was a missed call from Tina. I texted her again to let her know I was done with Ben. I opened the door of the cell just as the phone rang.
“What’s wrong?” Tina said.
“Some prick tipped off the cops that Avery was with me when I saw you. If they talk to you at all, tell them it was Skye. I have to go.”
“I will. And Aiden, stay safe, okay?”
“Sure.”
I hung up. Avery turned and smiled at me.
“I finished it.”
“Finished what?”
“Your gift.”
She walked out and wrapped her arms around my back. I didn’t look in the cell. I buried my face in her hair. Fuck. I was so relieved she was okay.
“What did the police want?”
“Had a tip-off you were with me at Tina’s, but I sorted it. Don’t worry.”
“Saving me from the big bad police officers hunting me down?”
I chuckled.
“Something like that.”
“Do you have a story ready for them when I do finally make it back into the real world?”
Not quite yet. I’d work it out soon.
“I will when it’s time.”
She stepped back from me.