Page 214 of Skate the Line

I’m setting a shit example by pulling my phone out mid-speech, but to be honest, there are zero fucks left to be given.

Kane snorts from beside me, though I don’t think anyone else notices.

I glance at my notifications, checking on Marco and Ellie, but notice one from an unknown number.

Unknown: Hi. I know this may be really strange, considering you shooed me away from your house a week ago, but I really need to get a hold of Allison Edwards. I’ve tried messaging her, but I can’t seem to get through. I swear I’m not crazy. This is just really important.

My heart skips.

I know exactly who is texting me.

A woman with long blonde hair showed up at the house a week ago and fed me some excuse about needing to talk to me. I immediately threatened to call the police, thinking it was another single woman trying to worm her way into my house like in the past, but now I’m intrigued.

I wait until I’m settled on the bus and in my own seat to message her back.

Me: How do you know Allison?

It feels weird to type Allison instead of Sunny.

Unknown: She used to be my son’s nanny.

A moment later, a photo comes in.

There she is, radiant as ever, with a warm smile on her face. A little boy with dark hair, close to Ellie’s age, is making a silly face beside her, and the same woman that came by the house the other day is in the photo too.

Me: Okay? And?

Did she leave you high and dry too?

Unknown: I just really need to get a hold of her. I can’t seem to get through. It’s about my ex.

Okay, now I’m on edge. Did something happen between Sunny and her ex?

A thought crosses my mind, but I refuse to fall for it. Sunny may have broken her promise to me, but deep down, I know her heart. She is too genuine to be a homewrecker.

Is that what this is about? Is this lady trying to figure out if something happened between her ex and Sunny?

I sigh while typing out my response.

Me: She’s no longer my nanny.

It isn’t until we’re back to the hotel that her message comes through.

Unknown: Do you know where she is or how I can get a hold of her?

I may be pissed at Sunny, but I’m not really up for giving out any of her personal information, especially not when it comes to a crazy ex. I mean, how did she even get my number?

I swipe away her message and lie in bed, willing myself to sleep.

Ellie is safe with Marco, and I played one hell of a game. Yet, it’s the same as every other night with Sunny gone.

I can’t sleep.

I can't do anything but think about her and wonder what exactly made her go so quickly.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Sunny, it’s that she is sensible. She makes logical decisions. She isn’t rash when it comes to any of them.

Besides, maybe…letting me touch her.

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