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“Then break something,” Darby suggested with a giggle. “Knock out a light. Rip out a wire. Anything that he might be able to fix for you.”

“I guess I could try that.”

“It's worth a shot, but first, you need to be sure you wanna go through with this.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well... I know Stitch and the brothers think a lot of him, but...”

“But what?”

“He can be a little intimidating.”

“He can be very intimidating, but you gotta remember who my father is.” I laughed as I told her, “He’s the king of intimidation. I can handle Wrath. I’m just...”

“If you’re worried if he’d be interested, he will be.” She gave me a warm smile as she said, “You’re gorgeous. He’d be a fool to pass up a chance to be with you.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not exactly his type.”

“I wasn’t aware that he had a type.” She thought for a moment, then said, “I’ve never even seen the man go on a date.”

“That’s because he’s always with one of the hang arounds.”

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“It means he likes what he likes.”

“Or maybe he hasn’t found the right woman yet.” She fluttered her eyelashes as she teased, “Until now...”

“Oh, please.” I rolled my eyes. “We’ll see about that.”

“Yes, we will.” She stood as she asked, “So, when are you going to talk to him?”

“I have no idea, but you’ll be the first to know when I do.”

“I better be!” She stepped over to me and gave me a quick hug. “I gotta get going.”

“Okay. Have a safe trip back.”

“I will.” A bright smile was plastered across Darby’s face as she started for the door. “Mia and Wrath... Wrath and Mia. I like it.”

“You are such a dork.”

“Yeah, but you love me!”

Before I could respond, she stepped out of the room and closed the door. As much as I hated to see her go, I knew she was eager to get back to her campus. It was a thought that had me thinking about my parents. I couldn’t believe that neither of them had come by to tell me about the lockdown, so I decided to call my mother and find out why.

I grabbed my cell phone and dialed her number.

As soon as she answered, I asked, “Where are you?”

“I’m at the house.”

“What about Dad?”

“He just left. He should be at the clubhouse by now. Why? What’s going on?”

“I’m just sitting here wondering why neither of you came by to tell me that the lockdown had been lifted.”

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