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Corey throws his head back and laughs. "This is Silver Spoon Falls, Davina. Every kinky bitch in this town knows Micah is a Daddy."
"Oh," I whisper, my stomach twisting uncomfortably.
"It's odd, though."
"What is?"
"Rumor is that he hasn't been with anyone in years." Corey's eyes practically bore into me. "Until last night."
"What a strange rumor," I say, blinking wide, innocent eyes at him.
He doesn't buy my crap for a second. He knows me too well. "Spill it. Now. That man had fucking hearts beating out of his eyes for you. What do you have to do with his celibacy?"
"He saw me on campus two years ago and has been trying to find me ever since," I say in a rush. "He said I'm the only thing he's wanted in years."
"Wow."
I bob my head in a nod. My head might still be spinning over that revelation.
"So…what are you going to do?"
"Do?"
"You ran out on him, Davina," he says, spelling it out for me. "After he spent two years trying to find you. Are you really going to make him wait until tomorrow to see you again? He's probably going out of his mind with worry. He was ready to rip my fucking arms off just for touching you last night. Do you really think he's just chillaxing at home, cool as a cucumber right now?"
"Oh," I whisper, my heart sinking. "Oh no."
"Exactly. You need to get your gorgeous ass in the shower and go get your man."
I throw the blanket off my lap, leaping to my feet so fast I nearly fall on my face. I'm halfway across the living room before I remember that I don't know where he lives or what to do or what to wear or…Jesus. I need Jesus. Actually, I need my gay best friend because I'm not sure Jesus and all his saints can help me right now, but my gay best friend definitely can.
"I need help!" I squeak, spinning to face Corey. "I need his address and clothes and…stuff. Lots of stuff."
He waves his phone at me. "Girl, I'm way ahead of you. Go shower and shave and take care of business. I've got this covered."
I rush back across the room, flinging my arms around him in a giant hug. "You're the best friend in all of Texas."
"Texas, hell," he snorts, hugging me back. "I'm the best in the whole fucking world."
He's right. He is.
"If Adam doesn't treat you right, I'm kicking his butt," I whisper fiercely.
Corey throws his head back and laughs loudly. "Girl, if Adam doesn't treat me right, I'm kicking his ass. But you can help."
"Deal."
Chapter Six
Micah
"Idon't care who you have to pay off," I snarl into the phone, pacing around my office like a caged lion. I step over the mess of shit I launched off my desk onto the floor, ignoring it. None of it matters. "Fucking find her."
"Jesus, Micah," Finn Taylor says, the sound of clacking keys coming down the line. "I'm working on it. But this would go a whole helluva lot faster if you'd stop calling me every fifteen minutes."
"I'm not calling you every fifteen minutes."
"You're right. It was eleven minutes this time."
