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“Oh, fuck no. You’re not getting?—”
“CeCe,” he interrupts, “tell Gwendolyn I’m not speaking to her.”
“You bastard,” she sneers.
“I’ll take Marks’ bed,” he says as he turns and follows the others out of the kitchen.
Looking out the window, I realize Rome is shirtless and look down.
Gwen giggles. “Good thing that fits you like a dress.”
“I need clothes. He needs this shirt.” I hand her Elle. “You need a puppy to squish. It’s very calming.”
I run upstairs and straight to the laundry room. I grab sweats and a hoodie and throw them on. Coming out, I see Cora, Francesca, and Fawna, all standing in Cora’s doorway.
I put my finger over my lips, telling them to be quiet, and wave for them to follow me.
At the bottom of the stairs, Cora whispers, “Why are we being quiet when sirens were just blaring?”
“The guys are sleeping because there’s a fire.”
“Slugger Row is on fire?” Francesca asks.
“We haven’t decided that’s actually what we’re calling it,” Fawna whisper-hisses at her.
“Does it really matter right now?” Cora’s voice shakes as she glares at them then looks at me. “Is everyone okay?”
“Yeah.” I take her hand. “Yeah they’re good.”
Entering the kitchen, I toss Rome’s shirt to Gwen. “He’s got to be cold.”
As soon as Gwen is outside, a black SUV rolls into the driveway.
“Who is that?” Cora asks.
“That would be my dad,” Fawna says, looking at her phone.
“You called your dad?” Francesca asks.
“Nope.” She shakes her head and widens her eyes. “He just knows when he should show up, even when he’s not wanted. Which is why I was a virgin until my sophomore year in college.”
“I’m surprised my father’s not rolling in now, too.”
As they chide on about overprotective fathers, I’m sick to my stomach that this might have been done by the sick bastard who is mine. First, he tried to hit Rome with a car, and now his property?
I watch out the window as Roman puts on the shirt, turns, and looks at the window. He sees me and lifts his chin. I do the same back.
I watch my friends’ fathers talk to Roman, Gwen, and Marks. Then I see Abe head toward a fire police.
“Do you think it was him? Did William do this?”
I turn and see Cora holding Elle, and I lie, “No.”
“I do. I think he did this and?—”
“If he did, the fire investigators will know, and by then, you’ll be safe and in Texas.”
“We,” she says firmly. “We’ll be safe in Texas.”
