Page 134 of Riding the Sugar High

“I’ll need to arrest her, so if you could let me know where to find her, I’ll be on my way.”

No.No. He can’t arrest Primrose. She can't be locked up—I’ll do anything.

A surge of panic courses through my veins like a jolt of electricity, sending my heart into overdrive. My breath comes in short, shallow gasps, each inhalation feeling like I'm sucking in air through a straw. “I did it,” I blurt without a second thought.

“What?”

“I set the fire, stole the piglets. It was me, and Primrose had nothing to do with it.”

The words hang heavy in the air between us, and a deafening silence descends as the reality of what I've just done sinks in.

My mind spins. I’ll need to call Kyle, make sure that the piglets are safe. He and Simon will take care of the farm, use Aaron’s money, and fix everything. Primrose won’t be arrested and’ll get her dream job at Marisol.

Whether or not I end up in prison,they’llmake it.

“Youdid it?” Connor comes to stand in front of me. “Do you understand?—”

“Yes,” I hiss. I understand that I’ll be arrested. That I’m confessing in front of a police officer, and there’s no coming back from that. “I did it.”

“Logan Coleman, you’re?—”

“Wait,” I say as I raise a hand. “You need to wait until tomorrow to arrest me.”

He snorts, laughter exploding past his lips.

“Listen, if you arrest me now, I’ll clam up. Won’t say a word during the interrogation, making your job much harder.” I can’t be arrested before I talk to Primrose. She can’t leave before I explain—before I tell her how I feel. “But if you give me today, I’ll serve you my ass on a silver platter. I’ll confess, give you all the dirt.”

He shakes his head, gaze lost in the distance, until he turns to me with a click of his tongue. “Fine. You have until tonight. I’ll be back, and if you pull any crap, I’m arresting your girlfriend.”

I nod, watching him walk to the cruiser and sit at the wheel. Only once he’s gone, my eyes close, the back of my head hitting the doorframe.

This is it.

We’ve been made.

make sacrifices for me

Primrose

A noise wakes me up,and with a gasp, I frantically look around to see where it’s coming from, my eyes settling on the phone next to the bedside table lamp.

Right. I’m in a hotel room.

I rub my eyes as the events from yesterday hit me like a brick. Logan and Josie. His silence when I begged him to give me a reason to stay.

With a sigh, I pick up the phone and bring it to my ear. “Hello?”

“Yes, hi. I’m sorry to bother you, Miss Bellevue, but a man is here for you.”

Logan.

The terrified look in his eyes comes back to me, and pulling the blanket closer to my chest, I swallow. “Tell him I won’t see him, please.”

“Oh, he didn’t ask me to call you. He just won’t leave, and he can’t stay here any longer. I’ve waited as long as possible, but if he doesn’t leave the property, I’ll have to call the police. I figured you’d want to know.”

Goddammit. “No, wait,” I say as I peel the blanket off and set my feet on the carpeted floor. “Don’t call the police. I’ll handle it.”

“Ma’am, are you sure?”

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