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“Sorry,” I murmured

“Ronan’s on the phone,” Hawke said as he held up his cell phone

“Is it Matty?” I nearly shouted as I scrarabbed for the phone

Hawke gently put his hand on my shoulder to hold me back and quickly said, “Matty’s fine, Tate He’s completely fine”

I blew out a breath and pressedchest “Thank God,” I whispered

“Ronan just wanted to ht He said you didn’t text him and you didn’t answer your phone”

“Shit,” I said as I grabbed the phone off the nightstand “I forgot to charge it last night It’s dead,” I said as I held the phone up to show him

“I have a charger in the car,” Hawke said “Here, talk to Ronan”

I took the phone froetting to let him know I’dthe roolance to my left showed it was still dark outside I listened as Ronan gave ht of cheh to check the ti so I knew Matty would still be asleep

“How you holding up?” I heard Ronan ask

“I’ood,” I said

“And Hawke?”

I wanted to laugh at that Theclue hoas doing “He didn’t ditch n,” I finally said

Ronan chuckled “I wish I could say he’ll warm up, but Hawke is…well, Hawke is Hawke”

I s”

Ronan didn’t respond right away and for a second I thought he’d hung up on , isn’t it?” he finally said