Chapter 30

Until I suss him out a lot more and pull apart any ulterior motives in his decision that I am what he wants, he’s getting nothing in return. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Not a damn thing.

My presence, my company, but fuck all else until I get my bearings and figure out if he is genuinely being honest with me. I’m gone the second he makes me uncomfortable or shows any hint of screwing with me.

His club, his apartment, all of it. I will leave it all behind without a second thought to save myself.

I’m not playing stupid this time and gambling with my heart. I won’t allow myself to get to that point of desperation where I feel I have no choice but to put his gun to my head.

“You okay?” Jackson’s voice startles me from behind, and I turn to meet that happy, loving face coming towards me down the hall. My gentle giant, the carer and protector I would be lost without nowadays. He is the mood lightener I need in Alexi’s absence.

“Just fine.” I give him my genuine, war