Page 23 of You Found Me in the Dark
Cam looked at me.
“I wouldn’t let you go,” I added. “But I knew I could. And I did. You are right, she needed someone to stand between her and the shit she wasn’t ready to face.”
Cam studied me for a long time. Something unreadable behind his eyes.
I didn’t look away. I just met his gaze and let the silence stretch between us.
Then I broke it.
“It’s past three a.m.,” I muttered, pushing back off the recliner. “I’m crashing on the couch before I start crying about you and your sisters fucked up lives.” I knew they had a guest room, but I was too tired to make it down the hallway.
Cam snorted, the tension finally cracking.
“Don’t drool on my throw pillows, man. Wren picked those.”
“No promises.”
He shook his head, rubbing a hand through his shoulder-length hair as he headed for the hallway. “You touch my food, and we’re fighting.”
“That’s a good idea. Goodnight.”
“Dick.”
“Love you too.”
His footsteps became distant as he walked down the hallway, followed by the faint sound of his bedroom door clicking shut a second later.
And I sank into the couch, the weight of the night catching up to me all at once. She was safe. Cam was calm. Ty was gone, or at least suffering.
I fell asleep on their living room couch, thinking of the way Wren looked at me in my truck. The way she kissed me. The way that she wanted more. None of this felt simple anymore.
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WREN
Iblinked against the late morning light bleeding through my sheer curtains, my limbs heavy and tangled in sheets I didn’t remember crawling under.
Hungover. Horny. Haunted. The triple H. Great combo.
It took a full minute before I even reached for my phone, still sitting half-buried under the pillow beside me. The screen lit up instantly.
Twenty-three unread messages.
Most of them are from Harper.
I groaned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes before unlocking it.
Harp [1:30 AM]
hey babe u ok??? where’d you guys end up going?
Harp [1:35 AM]
wren??
Harp [1:36 AM]
please tellme you’re safe!
