Page 84 of Force At Third


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“My house, not the place I rent.”

“I’m not leaving here, and we’re not together, Locke.”

“We’re—”

“You have a game tonight.”

“I’m off.”

“No more talking!”

“Fine, I won’t talk, but you gotta promise you’ll chill the fuck out and trust the people around you give a fuck. Let them. Deal?”

Not wanting to agree to anything, I walk away and head inside.

The boys are all standing around the island, filling plates.

Bennett’s the first to see me. His whole face looks pained.

I lift my chin at him, and he gives me back the same.

“Gwen,” Nour says over the rest of them, “real glad to see you’re okay.”

“Except for the whole …” AJ motions to my arm then circles his face. “Fuck, Gwen, that had to hurt.”

“Are you fucking stupid?” Bennett snaps at him.

“It’s okay, Blaze. It is pretty jacked up.”

“Hungry? Nour made breakfast. Want me to make you a plate?” he asks.

“Thanks, but I’m going to rest until Marks returns. Kick ass tonight, all of you.”

“We will,” Nour calls behind me.

“Omelets are good, Nour. You’re on breakfast duty,” CeCe says as I walk away.

“Most important meal of the day,” Nour states.

“I want a chore. Can we get a chart? Hang it on the wall? Huh? Huh? Can we?” AJ says with more enthusiasm than I can handle at the moment.

CeCe laughs. “Maybe.”

“Thanks, Mom.” AJ chuckles.

Mom.

“I’m not a mother,” she corrects him, and tears fill my eyes.

“Might as well have called her ma’am, jackass,” Blaze grumbles.

“Nope, you’re coming this way.” Chloe grabs my hand and leads me to the master.

“You and Danny?—”

“Not while you need it.”

“Swear I’m good.” I bat away the tears.

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