Chapter 505
Chapter 505
Chapter 287: I Was Scared
Roman
I wasn’t sure which part amused me more–the fact that Savannah
thought I was asleep… or the fact that River had been assigned the
monumental responsibility of “ watching over me ” and was instead
hunched over her phone, aggressively tapping at some obnoxiously
loud game.
Granted, I had fallen asleep earlier. Savannah’s hands had a way of
quieting everything inside me. The moment she touched my hair,
stroked my scalp, or even rested her palm against my chest, the chaos
in my mind simply… stilled. It was soothing and comforting all at
once.
But that sleep hadn’t lasted.
The second her phone chimed with a message, my eyes opened. And once I realized she was texting–quietly, secretly, anxiously–sleep
never stood a chance.
I didn’t need confirmation to know who she was talking to. The
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urgency in her movements, the careful way she eased herself away
from me, the way she replaced her body with a pillow as if I wouldn’t
notice the difference…
It didn’t take a genius. She was texting one of my brothers in this
house. Specifically, Reese.
The thought had lodged somewhere beneath my ribs and refused to
move. It wasn’t rational. I knew that. Savannah would never betray
But logic had never been particularly effective at calming jealousy or
possessiveness. Or whatever twisted emotion tightened my chest
every time I pictured them alone together.
What could possibly be so important that she needed to sneak away in
the middle of the night?
That part stung more than anything.
And River–who had been tasked with staying behind–wasn’t exactly
helping matters. The sound effects from her game blasted through
the room with relentless cheerfulness. Explosions. Digital chimes.
Victory jingles. Defeat horns.
Over and over again.
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The noise scraped against my nerves until irritation simmered
beneath my skin. She didn’t even notice my eyes were open. She
didn’t notice when I shifted. She didn’t notice when I stared directly
at her for several long seconds.
River practically didn’t notice anything.
The game announced another dramatic “ Game Over! ” and that was
the final straw.
“Are you going to turn that down,” I said flatly, “or do I need to smash
it first p>
River shrieked. She jumped so violently that her phone nearly flew
from her hands. “Oh God! You’re awake p>
“Remarkable observation,” I replied dryly. “Maybe if you’d looked up
once in the past ten minutes, you would’ve noticed sooner p>
Her shock quickly shifted into frantic motion. She fumbled with her
phone, tapping rapidly, likely trying to call Savannah.
I exhaled sharply. “Put the phone down p>
She froze. “Huh p>
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“Don’t call anyone, River p>
Slowly, hesitantly, she lowered the device. Her eyes flicked between
me and the door, calculating something I couldn’t see nor
understand.
“She’s with Reese, isn’t she?” I asked. It wasn’t really a question.
River nodded stiffly. “But it’s not what you think. They’re only
talking. They’re not doing anything p>
“I know they aren’t,” I cut in. “Savannah would never do that. Reese
wouldn’t even dare.” Even saying his name now felt like grinding
glass between my teeth.
River released a breath she’d been holding.
I watched her carefully. “Do you know what they’re talking about p>
She shook her head. “Savannah said she’d explain in person p>
Of course she did.
I pushed the covers aside and swung my legs over the edge of the bed.
My body protested instantly–a sharp pull across healing muscle, a
flare of warning from stitches not yet ready for any heroics.
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I ignored it. “I’m going there,” I said.
River shot upright. “Roman, please don’t make a scene p>
I raised a hand. She stopped mid–sentence. “What do I look like to
you?” I asked coolly. “A caveman p>
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