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When I reach the window that leads into the family room, I crouch down next to it and take a deep breath before standing off to the side and creeping over until I can see her. She’s there on the couch next to him, and he’s got his arm wrapped around her, holding her close to his side. I see red and every cell in my body wants to charge through that back door and rip them apart, but I take another deep breath, reminding myself that I need to be smart here so she doesn’t get hurt.
Looking over at her, my heart breaks. She glances up at him and smiles. God, she’s putting on one hell of a show but I can see the fear lingering in her gaze when she looks at him. Slipping back to the side of the window, I let out a breath. I can’t believe I ever doubted her. Of course she wouldn’t cheat on me. Not my Ali. She’s a good woman, through and through. This situation presents me with a whole new challenge though, and I have no idea how I’m going to get her out of there.
“I promise I’ll save you, Sweetheart,” I whisper into the night before slipping back out to my car and driving back to my apartment to formulate a plan.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Alison
“So, since I didn’t hear from you all weekend, does that mean things are good with Logan?” Carly asks, standing at the doorway to my office, and I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face as I look up at her from my laptop.
“Yeah, things are good.”
She grins at me. “Good. I’m happy for you. You hear from your enthusiastic fan again?”
At the mention of Chris, my face falls and I think back to Friday night and the car that Logan saw outside my house. Carly picks up on it instantly and steps into my office, planting herself in one of the chairs across from my desk.
“What is it? Did you hear from him?”
“I’m not exactly sure.”
She studies me for a second. “What does that mean?”
“Well, Logan was coming over Friday night and he saw this car outside my house, and as soon as he noticed it, the driver sped off. He was really on edge about it but I don’t know. I mean, it could have been nothing, right?”
“It’s either nothing or really, really bad.”
I wince and nod. “Yeah, I was kind of hoping you weren’t going to say that.”
“Miss James,” Jeremy, the new intern, calls from the office door, a large box in his hands.
“Yeah, just set them on the couch, Jeremy. Thank you.”
He smiles. “No problem, Miss James. There are three more so I’ll be back.”
He leaves and Carly laughs as she stands from the chair and moves around the desk to hug me. I stand, and she wraps her arms around me.
“Just be careful, okay?” she asks, and I nod as she pulls back.
“I promise I will.”
She leaves, and I step out from behind the desk and walk over to the couch to sort through the first box of letters. I grab the first one off the top and open the flap just as my phone rings on the desk. Rushing back over, I grab it and answer as I plop down in my chair.
“Hello?”
“Hey, Kitten, you all right?” Logan’s voice comes floating through the phone, and a giddy smile stretches across my face as I fall back into the chair.
“Yeah, just rushing to the phone. What are you up to?”
“Thinking of ways to convince you to call in sick and play hooky with me,” he says, and I laugh as I sit up straight and scoot my chair into the desk.
“Any good ideas?”
“Oh, I’ve got a few but you’re not going to like them. We both know how much you hate to wait.”
I laugh and pull the sheet of paper out of the envelope. “Don’t you have a job to go to or something?”
“Not until later this week and Bear is so lonely here without you.”
