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“Hanging up now. If you’re not there when I get there, I will call the cops on this guy. I don’t give a shit.”
“Lan!”
“Chloe, I’m sorry but no. I don’t know what this is, but this shit isn’t okay. I don’t know what the hell is happening, but Adam was cold as ice with me, tells me you two broke up and that it’s his fault. He doesn’t wanna talk about it, won’t tell me where you are. All I know is Derek Steele was blackmailing you, stalking you, and now you’re there? What happened with Adam?”
Derek walks out in just a towel. Damp, muscled skin on display, eyes coasting over me with questions in his eyes.
“Fine. Come by. I’ll see you in five,” I say and hang up before she replies.
“Who?” Derek asks.
“Alannah. She’s freaking out. She needs to talk to me. She showed up at the house and Adam told her I left, so she’s having a conniption. I'll just go and –”
“I’ll grab a coffee and then I’ll put some clothes on.” Derek moves to the coffee machine.
“Did you hear me? She’s on her way here.”
“Message and tell her to buzz penthouse three from the main entrance but then to walk over to our door. You can buzz her in. I’ll put the app on your phone. Here. I’ll message her and explain that.”
He holds a hand out for my phone. “You wanna make us some coffee while I do this?” He takes my phone out of my hand when I make no moves.
I stare blankly as he walks out of the room with my phone. He comes back with his phone in one hand, mine in the other and sits on the couch, puts his phone down, and does something else on my phone.
“Please. Lots of cream and three sugars,” he says.
I stare blankly for another few seconds before ungluing myself and moving to the kitchen to turn the coffee machine on.
After I make two coffees, he passes me my phone and kisses my forehead. “Thanks.” He grabs the creamier coffee.
My phone makes a strange chime.
“That’s it,” Derek reaches over and touches my screen. “I’ll open it and we’ll see who’s there. There are commands there to answer and speak through the intercom as well as commands to open the door so she can get in.” He points to the commands as he explains and then touches one.
“Alannah?” he calls, after her face appears on the screen.
“Let me in,” she answers aggressively.
She’s ready for a fight.
“Go to the other door to the left. It’ll open. Come up to penthouse three. I’m sure Chloe will open the door up here and watch for you.”
“Right,” she says.
She looks angry.
He hits a command and walks away. I’m left gob smacked as he sips his coffee while casually moving down the hall to the bedroom.
As he crosses the threshold into the master, he takes the towel off with his free hand. I turn away and try to clear my head of the fuzzy feeling he’s left me with.
I take a sip of the much-needed coffee and then set it down before I move to the door, unlock it, and open it. And just in time because Alannah is marching down the hall angrily, holding her cell phone in her hand.
Her eyes hit mine and then she wraps her arms around me. “You okay?”
I nod while squeezing her for a long beat before I gesture for her to come inside.
“Come with me,” she hisses.
I shake my head and gesture for her to come inside.
