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Not wanting to break our contact, we both ignore it.

“Is that my purse?”

“Yes,” I say reluctantly, drawing back and strolling over to retrieve her phone and bring it to her in the kitchen.

“The agent brought it over after it was found along with Brittney’s purse in the restaurant. I had hers couriered to her parent's place in Tampa, where she flew to last night.”

I hand her the mobile. Asher deleted all the frantic messages we sent her after we learned about the car bombing. There’s no point in letting her see how worried we were about her and adding extra stress to what she currently suffers from.

As Eden focuses on her messages, I prepare my protein shake.

“One’s from Britnney. She asked me to thank you guys for mailing her stuff to her.”

“How’s she doing?” I ask, measuring the whey powder into the glass container.

“She didn’t say, but I’ll phone her a little later. She did say she caught the concert online and that we’ve seriously broken the internet with our onstage kiss.”

She smiles wide, “She said the news is heading it asthe kiss of the century.”

I chuckle.

“Oh,” she exclaims with a slight frown. “Catalina is in LA. She’s asked to meet with me.”

I raise a brow with surprise. I thought Eden closed that chapter with the witch.

Usually, I wouldn’t use childish names to call people, especially women, but Catalina certainly deserves the title after what she did to Eden.

Technically, she deserves a prison sentence, but Eden wants to sever the relationship and not drag it through court.

“Did she ask why?”

“She said she needs my help and that I’m the only person she can trust.”

“She didn’t say what kind of help?”

Eden shakes her head.

“Alright?” Asher strolls in with a kind of freshness he brings to the room.

Maybe it's because his hair is an indicator that he’s just showered and that I need to get my sweaty, stale clothes off and run a shower over myself.

I’m more focused on my shake, but I glance up and see Ash stride over to Eden, who looks up from her phone as he approaches her.

Adoration fills her eyes as she drinks in his shirtless torso. I can only imagine that she looks at all of us with that kind of carefree lust.

Rather than wait for him to make the first move, she falls into his embrace.

“You alright, Eddie?” he asks, but I look straight down at what I’m doing with my shake.

“Just missed you, even if it hasn’t been that long since I left your bed,” she says, and I hear their lips kiss.

I glance up from what I’m doing and watch him brush his fingers through her long, silky hair, and she pulls away.

“You’re a sweetie,” he kisses her head.

“Brekkie?” he asks both of us.

“Sure,” she replies, and he takes her empty mug to the sink.

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