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She sniffles on the other side. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too. Have you heard anything?”

“Dean’s dad is pushing for a bail hearing tomorrow. Garth is pressing charges, but I’m pressing charges against him as well. It’s a mess.”

“I wish I could be there with you.”

“Me too. Are you staying safe?”

“Yeah, I made friends with a guy who set a pack on fire, so there’s that.”

“Smith!” she shouts my name through the phone, and I realize that probably wasn’t the best thing to say.

“He’s a pretty nice guy, though.”

“He set people on fire,” she says, irritated.

“They hurt his sister,” I tell her.

“I swear you’re going to make me age prematurely with all the stress.”

“Tell everyone thank you for taking care of you when I couldn’t, yeah?”

“Smith,” she says.

“Just thank them for me, Cami, please?”

“Okay, but I’m fine. Everything is fine.”

“Baby, I can feel everything down the bond. I know you’re not fine. Especially at night.”

“Ugh, can you just, like, turn it off or something? I’m fine, don’t worry about me. Just worry about coming back home, okay?”

I roll my eyes, but don’t talk back as I slouch on the stool I’m sitting on. “Hopefully, I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“If I don’t get you out on bond, you better mentally prepare yourself for a real bond visit, ’cause I need you.” I exhale and shift my dick in my sweatpants.

“You can’t say shit like that,” I tell her.

She laughs. “I can honestly feel you being turned on through the bond. This part is fun.”

A robotic voice chimes in over the line. “This call will end in one minute.”

“I love you,” I tell her.

“I love you too. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Chapter 26

Hejusthadtobring up the fact that he knows I’m crying at night, didn’t he?

I place my phone on the nightstand and put on his hoodie before I crawl into bed. The door handle clicks and the bed dips. A gentle hand rubs my arm.

“It’s going to be okay, honey,” my mom coos at me.

“He sounds so sad,” I say.

“Well, he’s in jail,” she says deadpan.