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“Who the fuck are you?”
“I think you should’ve grilled your little friend out there a little harder before you got too deep,” he says instead of answering my question, spinning me and shoving me along the wall, coming to a large back door.
“What’s happening?”
“He’s FBI, Princess.”
My eyes go round, looking behind us. “What do you mean?”
“The guy was about to take you into custody. They think you have information about your parents.”
My heart starts beating a mile a minute, my stomach dropping. “I don’t. I haven’t talked to them in years.” I tell him, trying to calm the building anxiety in my chest.
He tosses the door open, leading me outside into the dimly lit side street.
Letting go of me, his head swivels from side to side, and I take him in, trying not to focus too hard on how handsome he is.
Because he is. Handsome, that is. His broad shoulders are something I’d gape at in any other social setting. His suit fits perfectly, his thighs stretching the material in a way that would be the absolute death of me if we met at a party.
And when his deep brown eyes meet mine, I melt.
“Who are you?” I ask again, massaging my wrist nervously.
“Ronan. I’m getting you out of here.”
TWO
SYDNEY
“I need you to start talking,”I tell him as a plate of fries is set in front of me. They’re the good kind. The kind that are golden on the outside with a thick crust but light and fluffy on the inside.
I spread them out on my plate, dumping pepper on them with reckless abandon.
My ears are still ringing from the club, and my head is still a little fuzzy from trying to figure Jeremy out. My heart is still in my chest from my not-so-meet cute with Ronan.
He sits across from me, his arms folded over his chest as he leans back in his seat, watching me add more and more pepper to my fries. The longer I keep going, the more concerned he looks. “What do you want to know?”
“Well, first of all,” I pick up a fry, feeling the crispy shell break between my fingers. “how do you know about my parents? Why were you at their funeral tonight?”
His eyes narrow a fraction before he wipes his face with his hands, his warm eyes sparkling with annoyance. “I was told I had to come get you. I know Jeremy. Knew he was going to take you in.”
“But you somehow also know that I didn’t have anything to do with their deaths?” I drop the fry, my head tilting to the side. Something about this isn’t adding up, and unease swirls in my stomach. I can feel my phone buzzing in my pocket.
Ronan’s eyes run over my body, finally resting on my lap. “See who that is,” he demands, a muscle in his arm popping through the sleeve of his button-up.
“I don’t know who the fuck you are, but you’re certainly not someone who can tell me what to do,” I bark back, whipping out my phone regardless.
Where did you go?
Sydney, the guy you were with looks pissed. Where did you go?
Please pick up.
I hope you’re okay.
I swear to God if I find out you’re dead in a ditch somewhere I’m bringing you back just to kill you myself.
Sydney please for the love of everything please pick up. I know things have been hard with your mom and dad and all but I’m here for you.
