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Craptacular.
And I was going to strangle my father.
“Who is us? Why did my father send you? And why do you sound amused?”
“You’re a trip.”
A trip?
Now what is he talking about?
“Listen, I haven’t slept in like thirty hours, I have what amounts to the brain capacity of a snail right now. Can you please just cut to it and explain what’s going on?”
“You’re a trip,” he repeated. “I thought for sure when you saw me on your balcony you’d either shoot me, scream, or throw a fit. So maybe you’re not a trip, you’re unpredictable.”
Okay, it seemed like we weren’t going to get to the point of his visit any time soon.
“As you noted, I flew here. I also entered through the metal detectors downstairs. A cavity search isn’t on today’s to-do list so I thought it best not to secure my weapons until after I left the city. Next, I don’t scream. Screaming is reserved for the movies before the heroine decides to do something stupid and get herself killed or for men when they their testicles in a vise—”
“Sorry to stop you but I just have to ask, are we still talking about the movies or have you witnessed this testicle thing in real life?”
“Both,” I gritted out impatiently.
Easton took a step back and muttered, “Brutal.”
He had no idea.
“I was going to add I’d never thrown a fit in my life, but seeing as I’m about to attempt my very first ever, that comment seems moot.”
“Right. Your dad.” He finally got to the point. “He came by my house in the middle of the night and felt it necessary for you to have backup.”
The absurdity of Easton’s statement penetrated my foggy brain.
“My father just came by your house? In the middle of the night.”
“Well no, Zane brought him over.”
Normally this news would have me running through all the possible end-of-the-world scenarios of why my father would fly to Maryland and risk Zane’s wrath from a middle-of-the-night visit. Not one of those possibilities was good. Charlie would never make that trip unless something had gone seriously wrong. But right then, with Easton standing in my hotel room looking relaxed and carefree, and being as tired as I was, I did something I’d never done before—trusted someone outside of my immediate circle.
“Is the world coming to an end?” I inquired.
“Hopefully not tonight.”
“Great. Then I’m taking a nap and I’ll deal with you when I wake up.”
Again his lips twitched.
“Shall I tuck you in before I leave?”
“Not if you like your testicles where they are.”
This time his lips didn’t twitch, they tipped up into a full-blown smile before he busted out laughing.
In my tired haze I forgot I wasn’t supposed to be fascinated by the dangerous Easton and allowed myself to enjoy the show.
“Sleep tight,” he called out, still chuckling as he made his way out to the balcony. “I’ll be back in a few hours.”
With that I watched him close the door behind him, then climb up onto the railing before he stepped around the stucco dividing wall between my balcony and the one next to mine.
