Page 119 of Comeback
Her face is like marble, beautiful but cold. “Get out of my studio.”
“Mine soon enough, darling.” Graham winks.
Her lips tremble, but she holds her head high. “Until then, you’re not welcome here.”
Graham has the gall to laugh. “I look forward to working together.”
When he’s gone, my anger only rises. This is all my fault. He doesn’t give a shit about this building. He wants to piss me off and he’ll use any avenue possible.
Sabrina turns to me and buries her face in my chest. Her shoulders shake in a way I know she’s crying, even though I can’t hear it.
It breaks me that she’s upset, and I can’t do anything about it. Not a single thing.
“We’ll figure this out.” I wrap my arms around her, holding her tightly against me. “I promise.”
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“Can I get you anything?” I ask Sabrina as I stand in the doorway of her bedroom.
She’s propped up on the bed with pillows behind her back. Her mouth curves into a soft smile as she looks at me.
“No, I’ll be okay.” Her eyes flutter closed, and I can see her chest rise and fall as she focuses on her breathing.
The run-in with Graham has her asthma flaring up. One more reason to fucking hate that guy.
“Rest,” I tell her. “I’ll order food, and we can chill tonight.”
Her eyes open and she shakes her head. She sits up. “I’m babysitting Greer tonight. Olivia has an event at the bookstore she can’t miss.” The stubbornness in her tone tells me that she’s not going to abandon her friend when she needs her.
But she’s in no shape to watch Greer.
“Can’t someone else help?”
“Olivia is really picky about who she lets watch her.”
I nod, remembering how protective Knox was over us when we were little. I can’t remember a single time someone other than my mom or my brothers looked out for me or Flynn.
“What if I watch her?” I ask.
I’m not sure Olivia trusts me, but I think I can manage dressing up like a princess and reading a dozen or so books. My throat tightens at the thought.
“You’re sweet, but I can manage.”
Stubborn, beautiful woman.
I move to the side of her bed and sit beside her. “Okay, but how about you have Olivia drop her here and that way I can help outifyou need it.”
“I know what you’re doing.” Her lips twist into a playful, knowing smile.
“What’s that?” I ask, leaning in and placing a soft kiss on her mouth.
“You’re sweet and too good to me. I’m okay. I promise. I know my limits and I can hang with Greer for a few hours.”
I drop my head so it’s resting in her lap. I want to be near her but don’t want to make breathing harder. Her fingers come up to thread through my hair. It feels nice and I try to soak it in, let it soothe me.
“I don’t feel sweet or good right now,” I admit. More like murderous and restless.
