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“Livvy?” She says excitedly.

“Hey sis, I just wanted to let you know I’m coming to pick you up. I’ll be there in like thirty minutes. Make sure you’re all packed okay?”

“Okay,” she says. “Who’s phone’re you calling me from? This isn’t your number.”

Pretty sure the people that took me smashed my phone into a million pieces when they were dragging me out of my apartment.

I glance to Jax before answering my sister. “A friend’s. We’re coming to get you. I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“Okay, I love you Livvy.”

“Love you too.”

I hand Jax back his phone and he comically wiggles his eyebrows at me.

“So I’m a friend now, am I?”

“Shut up,” I say, laughing and rolling my eyes.

“Hey, I’m not complaining, that’s progress! Plus, you said we.”

“What?”

“You said earlier at the hospital there’s no we here,” He smirks at me. “Now there is.”

“What the hell,” I laugh. “You’re a piece of work.”

“Why, thank you.”

“That wasn’t supposed to be a compliment.”

“Too bad,” He shrugs. “I’m taking it as one.”

He turns up the radio and sings along to pop songs as we continue the rest of the drive. I watch the golden light of the sun getting lower on the horizon dance across his face and feel something twist in my chest.

I don’t want to admit this to myself, but there’s something here.

We pull down the street of the trailer park my mom lives in and he parks.

“Whoa, whoa, what’re you doing?” I ask him when he pops open his door as if he’s going to follow me in.

He just blinks at me. “Going with you, duh.”

“Nope. You’re staying right here and waiting.”

He crosses his arms across his chest and raises an eyebrow. “No chance in hell am I letting you go in alone.”

“She’s my mom, I’ve had to deal with her for my entire life, I got this.”

“Olivia, she’s fucking bat shit from what you told me. You’re not going in alone.”

I purse my lips before throwing my hands up and giving up. “Fine. Just—” I trail off, biting my thumbnail.

“What’s up?” He asks me, his voice softer than it has been.

“Just don’t agree to get your dick sucked by my mom, okay?”

“Ha!” He laughs. “Trust me, I havenointerest in her,” he says. His eyes darken as he looks at me. “There’s only one omega I’m interested in.”