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Or maybe you finally left, in which case good riddance.
See? An asshole.
I roll my eyes at his message. He can’t ever just be nice to me. He can’t wait until I leave, and I can’t wait to get away from him.
I am lost in pulling up my Lyft app when a voice growls my name, and my heart literally stops as I look up. Drew, Asher, Tristan, Kayce, and Cam are all standing there on the sidewalk staring at me.
Fuck. I am fucked.
Chapter Thirty-One
RAELYN
“Holy shit!You have been staying here? I’d never leave!” Ronnie’s mouth drops as we walk into the living room of Drew’s place. She spins in circles as she tries to take it all in. “This place is amazing! Oh my God! Look at this kitchen! I can’t cook, but I would fucking learn how to! Or at least burn everything trying.”
I smile as I watch her eyes widen and she touches every surface she can. She then walks over to the couch and throws herself across it. I let out a little laugh.
But my attention is pulled when someone clears their throat. My head snaps to Drew, who is not looking very amused at the moment. Shit.
Ronnie stops herself and sits up on the couch, suddenly looking uncomfortable.
“Do you have any idea how worried you had us?” Kayce jumps in. “How freaked out we were that something had happened?”
Cam rolls his eyes. “She was out partying all night. She doesn’t care. She was just out to get more dick. Because apparently all of yours wasn’t enough. It’s the slut in her.”
Ronnie gasps at Cam’s words. “Dude, Chad. What the fuck?” she comes to my defense.
“That’s just Cam being Cam,” I sigh, crossing my arms over my chest.
But Ronnie isn’t backing down. “Just look at her. Does shelooklike she was out patrolling for dick? No, she wasn’t. And if you had listened to her and me talking on the way back here, she had seen me at the club the other day and came back to look for me. So if anything, she was looking for pussy.” Ronnie shrugs as I cough at her words.
I muffle a laugh, and Kayce does the same. He smiles at me. “I like her.”
“This is utterly ridiculous. The four of you can’t see it. She remembers things. Send her back. You all just ran around like puppy dogs to find her. She’s no longer needing any of your white knight abilities. Send her back home and be done with this shit. Fuck.” Cam runs a hand through his hair, and I watch him, suddenly seeing that it’s not anger fueling his rage.
It’s fear.
But why? What is he scared of? Does he think I am going to take them away from the game? Or is it that I was a stripper, and it’s a bad look on them?
“Rae,” Asher says softly, “we were just very worried something happened. With what happened at the club, your mental health was of concern to us. Not answering, well, it scared us.”
“Wait, what happened at the club?” Ronnie frowns, glancing between them and me.
“Nothing,” everyone but Cam says in unison.
She lets out a laugh. “Sure. ‘Nothing.’” She uses air quotes.
“Look, how did you even find me?” I ask them, narrowing my eyes.
“We tracked your phone,” Drew admits, and my mouth falls open in shock.
No words come out for a moment as I’m stunned at his honest and upfront confession. My eyes flit between them all, unable to process what I just heard.
“Why? Why would you do that?” I shake my head in disbelief.
“To keep you safe,” Tristan says without missing a beat.
“How? By keeping me locked up here? By keeping a leash on me?” I snap.