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wasn’t going to hurt me. “I’ll be fine, mom. I’m just going to
find out what the deal is.”
    “No, you aren’t!”
She was kind of yelling now and I could hear my little sisters starting to stir
in the other room. A second later the sound of their tiny feet on the floor
made my mom turn her gaze to them.
    “I won’t get in
the car with him or go anywhere with him. He’s not going to do anything to me
in the middle of the day where anyone could see. They aren’t stupid.”
    I could see her
starting to back down.
    “Watch the babies,
I’ll be back in 5 minutes.” I opened the door and slipped out before she had a
chance to say anything else.
    “Five minutes,” I
heard her call after me. “Or I’m calling the police!”
    I took the steps
down two at a time, knowing that I better hurry cause my mom wasn’t joking; she
really would call the cops. Then the Ford brothers would really have a reason
to come after us. I couldn’t help but wish I looked a little better as I jogged
through the lobby toward the main entrance. A pair of black shorts and a
sweatshirt wasn’t exactly sexy to the guy I had just let feel me up on the
dance floor the night before.
    I expected to see
Trigger behind the wheel of his black infinity when I walked outside but
instead he was leaning against the hood of his car. His hair was messy, flying
in every which direction. His dark eyes were bloodshot, his face looked tired
and he was wearing the same clothes as last night, making me think he hadn’t
gotten any sleep yet.
    The thought of if
he went home with a girl or not immediately popped into my head but I forced
myself to push it out. That wasn’t any of my business. Although if he had
considering what he had done with me last night then he was pretty grimy.
    Despite his sleep
deprived status, he still looked sexy.
    And he still
looked cocky.
    He looked me up
and down I crossed my arms over my chest self-consciously. I should have at
least run a brush through my hair and threw on a little make-up before I
marched down here trying to be all badass. He smirked at me being uncomfortable
and I felt my stomach start to bubble. He was such a jerk.
    “I was just about
to make my way upstairs,” he said, the cocky smirk still glued on his perfect
face.
    “Oh yeah? What
for? So you could intimidate my mom some more?” I took a step closer to him,
feeling brave around him for some reason suddenly.
    Trigger raised his
eyebrows at me, clearly more amused by my attitude than annoyed. “And how
exactly did I intimidate your mom?”
    I opened my mouth
to talk but snapped it shut again when I realized I wasn’t exactly sure what he
had done to intimidate her; my mom hadn’t gotten that far.
    “Well… by… by
doing whatever it is… you did to her.”
    Trigger laughed
loudly and the sound echoed up and down the street around us. I glanced across
the street and saw a few people peeking out their windows at us. Great, by lunch
everyone in the neighborhood, would know a Ford brother had visited.
    “All I did was
tell her good morning and she took off running into the building like I had a
gun pointed at her head.”
    I snickered.
“Wouldn’t be hard to believe considering what I witnessed yesterday.”
    Trigger laughed
again, not picking up on any of my sarcasm. “I’m not here for your mom,
Jennifer. I’m here for you.”
    “Oh,” I said,
trying to act like I could care less. “Well, what do you want?”
    Trigger took a few
strides closer to me and leaned down so that his eyes met mine. “What do I
want? What I want is to know how the hell you got home last night? And why the
hell you took off out of the club like that?”
    I shrugged. “My
friend picked me up.”
    Trigger raised his
eyebrows. “A girlfriend or a guy friend?”
    I rolled my eyes,
pretending to be annoyed, but secretly glad he cared. “Why does that matter?”
    “It matters. After
what we did in that club last night you’re damn right it