Page 104 of Before It Was Love

“You want me to leave?” He nods, and I stand. “I’ll leave, but you need to promise me Weston won’t kill Flynn.”

“I’d be more worried about Flynn killing Weston if I were you.”

I frown. Between Flynn and Weston, Weston’s the instigator. “If Flynn is mad at Weston, there’s a reason. Maybe I should wait. Flynn might need bail money.”

Lucas steers me toward the exit. “I’ll make sure the two behave.”

“What’s your definition of behave? Does it include bloodshed? Bruises? What?”

He chuckles as he opens the door and herds me outside. “No one will land in the hospital,” he says and shuts the door.

“I’m not feeling very confident in your definition of behave,” I shout through the door at him.

He plants his hands on his hips and nods to Chloe’s car. Chloe grasps my arm and tugs me toward it.

“Come on. Let the men play their games.”

“How did you know I was at the police station?” I ask once we’re settled in Chloe’s car and driving toward Flynn’s house.

“Lucas rang.”

“I really, really want to tease you about the whole Lucas thing, but I’m too worried about Flynn.”

I chew on my thumbnail. How bad is it? Will Weston deck Flynn? Will Flynn punch Weston? Will Weston convince Flynn to leave me?

Chloe tugs my thumb away from my mouth. “There’s nothing to worry about. Flynn loves you. Weston loves you. They know fighting will hurt you.”

“Flynn doesn’t love me.”

I wish he did. Because my heart is total goner for the man.

She barks out a laugh. “You’re cute.”

I open my mouth to argue with her – she doesn’t know Flynn the way I do – but I snap it closed again. Now is not the time to worry about love. Now is the time to worry about how good the urgent care on the island is.

“Do you want me to come inside?” Chloe asks as she stops in front of Flynn’s house. “I can keep you company until Flynn gets home.”

Good idea but I don’t want her to witness what happens when Flynn comes home. Will he be hurt? Will he be mad at Weston? Will he dump me? Or will he finally fight for me?

My thumb stings and I realize I’ve bitten off my nail and it’s bleeding.

“Thanks, but I’ll be okay on my own.”

“Liar,” Chloe mutters but she doesn’t push me further.

I climb out of the car and wave as she drives away before trudging into the house. Let the waiting begin.

I stretch my arms above my head and my blanket falls down. Blanket? I don’t remember a blanket. I force my eyes open and notice I’m in my bed in my room.

But I have no recollection of how I got here. The last thing I remember is sitting on the couch watching some silly 80s movie while I waited for Flynn to come home.

Flynn.

I stretch out my arm but the rest of the bed is empty. It’s also cold. And pristine. No one slept here last night. What the hell?

I roll out of bed. I’m still in the clothes I wore last night.

“Flynn!”

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