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He turned onto Denton Court and headed straight for the small one-story house at the end of the first block Halfway there, he pressed the garage door opener attached to his visor
"That's all you have to say?" she asked, looking around at the neighborhood, no doubt trying to figure out where they were going "Am I supposed to sleep on a park bench so as to et for the Rhinestone Cowboys?”
"Nope" He pulled into the garage, pulled up until the tennis ball hanging fro told hiine, and watched the garage door roll shut behind the with me"
Her eyes ide "No Fucking Way"
"It's the easiest way for me to keep an eye on you 24/7" And if there was more to it than that, he wasn't about to admit to it out loud--or in his head for that matter
Not wasting ti for her response, he was out of the truck and halfway through the house with her bag before she caught up to him in the hallway outside the only bedroom
"You can't be serious," she said, following him into the bedroom
He tossed her bag in the middle of his bed "Call your brother and see what he thinks"
Hands on her hips, fire sparking in her eyes, she stared hiirl and couldn't possibly understand things?"
Girl? She definitely was not a girl Leah Camacho was all wo that He hadn't forgotten it in the years since their su hard he'd tried But this wasn't about the fact that he'd never been able to shake her ghost Her safety was at stake and no matter what had happened between them before, he'd do whatever it took to keep her alive and in one piece--even if thathimself apart in the process
"No, because I' down on her to send his ht now I' to keep you safe If we had to sell a shitload of pot, then I'd trust you to know the right way to go about it Until then—which will be never—you need to trust me and do what I tell you"
When she didn't say anything, he reached around behind her, slid his hand inside the back pocket of her jeans, and pulled out her phone
"What are you doing?" she asked, her cheeks flushed and her voice a little more breathy than it had been before
Ignoring the way his body immediately responded to her, he took a step back and scrolled through her contacts list "Calling your brother" He hit the call button "Maybe he can talk some sense into you"
She swiped the phone away as it was ringing "I don't need to—”