getting at.”
“ That doesn’t count for much given your past and your current situation.”
I flinched. “That was harsh. You-” I swallowed hard, turning my back to Ellie and Jerry. “You know I didn’t mean for this to happen, and I’ve done everything right for myself.”
I heard him pacing; his exhales were short puffs from a burly dragon. He was agitated.
Guilt rammed me. I hated that I had to drag him into this. “Don’t worry about me, Billy. I’ll figure something out. Sorry I bothered you.”
“ Dammit, Kitty Kat. I am worried.” He grunted.
I jumped as his fist connected with some sort of wood surface.
“ The PI hasn’t found shit on the asshole yet. There’s no paper trail to follow as of now.”
My heart took off. My gut twisted. I was afraid of that. Donovan was good; too good.
Billy sighed heavily. “Jared’ll be out there tomorrow about two. Can you meet him at the car repair shop? He’ll pay for the parts to be ordered then.”
“ Yeah. I’ll be there.”
“ Good.” He seemed much calmer now. “Be careful, baby girl.”
Tears stung my eyes; my chest constricted. “I will.”
“ Sweet dreams, Kitty Kat.” A second later he clicked off.
I felt their eyes boring into me before I faced them. It didn’t matter though. I was caught up in thoughts of my brother. I wasn’t being fair to him. I felt like I was making silent demands with each conversation, expecting him to rescue me, as he nearly always had.
I took a deep breath and slowly blew it out as I rapidly blinked away my tears. It was then that exhaustion seemed to settle over me, as though my body was finally declaring it’d had enough for one day and could take no more.
I turned back to them. Somberly I handed Jerry his phone. “Thanks.” I gave him a small smile.
He scowled at me. “You going to-“
“ Tomorrow, Jerry!” Ellie roared, cutting him off.
His gaze teetered between Ellie and me. A minute passed before he took his phone, set it on the nightstand and climbed back into bed. His tension was a thin blanket over the three of us though, which made for a rough night of sleep.
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Chapter Nine
ELLIE
I slept like shit. I wanted to grill Kate. I wanted to know everything about this Billy guy and the situation he referenced. The police officer in me was suspicious as hell. It was only because Kate slept next to us that I retained an ounce of sanity.
“ Sal and Becca are covering for us today,” Jerry announced, stretching as he slid out of bed.
I looked around, immediately sitting up. “Where’s Kate?”
“ Brushing her teeth. She wouldn’t let me touch her until she did.” He rolled his eyes.
I chuckled, proud she’d stood her ground.
She came out of the bathroom and dropped a large make-up bag and her dirty clothes, tucked neatly in a plastic bag, in her suitcase. She was dressed in a pair of black leggings and a black tank that gave a delectable view of her assets; a hunter green sweater with military patches was layered over it and tan ballet flats completed her half-way fashionable choice.
Her hair was tossed up in tight knot, allowing simple stud earrings and a gold heart necklace to shine. It was understated elegance. Her style was right up my ally, only get rid of the leggings and add jeans and high heels. This outfit assured me that we could shop together peacefully. I would have had a fit down every aisle if my mate wore matronly crap. But I loved her curves in this outfit, again, minus the leggings.
She smiled, suddenly shy. “Um, good morning.”
Damn she was cute. My wolf was at attention, our focus fully on our mate.
She put her items away in her bag, then stood to face us. Jerry and I were both silent for once. She fidgeted. “Do you mind if I make breakfast?”
Jerry and I cracked a broad smile at the same time. “Hell no,” he said.