“You know that’s illegal, right?” Elijah smirks.
I shoot him a look. “Do I look like a man that gives a shit?”
“Touché.” He laughs. “I’ll get dressed and head to the office to get them.”
Our phones chime at the same time and we both look down to see a message from our girl.
Wren:
Good morning to you both!
“I’m going to invite her over and we can go from there. Maybe she will open up to us more this time.”
“Sounds good.”
I want Wren here in our space. I want her to be comfortable with me and Eli. I want to know everything about her.
Ezra:
Get dressed, merlotta. I’m sending a car to bring you to us.
Wren:
You don’t waste any time, do you?
Ezra:
No.
Wren:
What if I had to work today?
Ezra:
Do you?
Wren:
No. But that’s not the point.
Elijah:
The point is, we can’t stop thinking about you and we have to see you again.
I roll my eyes at his input. He needs to be getting dressed, not texting.
Wren:
I already have plans to go to the park today, so I can come by later.
My blood boils thinking of her out in public, and her psycho ex looking for her.
Ezra:
I’m sure we can find something to do in the park as well. We’ll pick you up.
I know she lives above the coffee shop where she works because it was included in the information that Jacobson sent over. That place could be broken in by an amateur. Richard could get in there with no problem at all.