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We head up to her apartment, and I keep her tucked into my side.
In the elevator, she swears under her breath. “He has a key. I completely forgot.”
“Any idea what he wants?” Elliot says without looking at her. Also for the best. I can feel the anger radiating off of him, and it makes me wonder what exactly he knows about this Adam guy that he hasn’t told us.
“Probably just to talk.” She’s trying to keep her voice even, but she’s not doing a great job at it.
When we get to her apartment, she turns to us. “If you guys don’t mind, I’d like to try to talk to him alone. Just to see why he’s here. I have a feeling he’d be pretty intimidated if I walked in with three guys behind me.”
I grunt at the idea.
“I’ll leave the door open,” she says gently. “That way you can hear everything.”
I hate it, but I nod. When she disappears into her apartment, it feels like she’s carrying a part of my heart with her.
“Adam,” I hear her say. “What—oh, god. What did you do?”
I clench my fists. The tension coming from Oliver and Elliot tells me they’re struggling to stay put as well.
“You went home with someone last night,” a male voice yells. “Ben was there. He told me. How could you do that?”
“That’s rich coming from you,” she snaps. “Get out, Adam. You’ve made enough of a mess.”
“I’ve been calling you for days.” His speech is slurred. Is he seriously drunk?
When I hear movement, I can’t help it. I move closer, peeking through the crack in the open door. There’s shit all over the floor, and he’s standing a yard or two away from her.
If he takes one more goddamned step toward her...
“I don’t have a particularly good reason to talk to you,” she says flatly, looking around the apartment. It’s a mess.
“Yes, you do!” he shouts. Then he grabs a mug from the kitchen counter. The way he’s standing and glaring is all too familiar to me.
Fuck.
I barrel into the room just as he winds up for the throw. I grab Wren, pulling her back and behind me, but I’m not fast enough. The mug still catches her shoulder before crashing to the ground.
She lets out a shocked noise as I shove her behind me.
“Who the fuck is this?” Adam shouts. “Did you go home with him? Have you been sleeping with him behind my back the whole fucking time?”
Wren steps out from behind me, pushing my hand away when I try to force her back. “You cheated on me, Adam. Seriously, what’s wrong with you?”
She turns when Elliot comes to stand beside her, and I can feel Oliver right behind us.
Adam’s gaze settles on us, his eyes widening. “Babe, what’s going on? Who the hell are these guys?”
I step forward. “Right now? Your worst fucking nightmare, buddy.”
He takes a step back, tripping over a broken vase on the floor and falling on his ass. But I just grab the collar of his shirt and haul him back up.
“Who the fuck do you think you are, that you can speak to Wren like that?”
He sputters, but I barely notice. All I see is red. I need to get this guy out of here. If I lose it in front of Wren—
“Rhett.” Elliot places a hand on my arm, and his gaze meets mine. “Not here.”
I let out a string of curses, because he’s right. Even if I get Adam outside, it’s still too public of a place. Too many potential eyewitnesses. Too many security cameras.
