Page 63 of The Betrayal
“No, honestly, I’m fine. I need some fresh air, Sage is coming with me,” I give him a tight nod and grab my key card as I walk out the door, letting the heavy door close behind me.
I walk, head up, as I march towards Sage and Dex’s room. Lifting my hand, I knock on the door softly, and within seconds, the door pulls open and I see a wide-eyed Sage.
“Er… did I interrupt?” I ask, my cheeks pinching red.
“Nope, well… maybe, but?—”
“You did!” Dex shouts out and Sage rolls her eyes.
“What’s up, is everything okay?”
“Not really, no. But, I need to go to a drug store or something. I need to grab a…” I pause, not sure if she has even mentioned it to Dex or not. I didn’t want anyone else knowing about this until they had to.
“Sure thing, let me just…” she thumbs behind her and I give her a nod, stepping back as she closes the door. Bad enough I encroached, I didn’t want to overstep more, so thought best to let her finish what she had started.
Nerves swirl like rapids in my stomach and my chest aches. What the fuck was I going to do? My dad would murder Keaton if I was. I was sure of it. Then he would lock me away.
Oh how ironic.
Dad and grandpa at the same time.
Sucks to be him right now.
I am pulled from my thoughts when Sage opens the door, dressed in a completely different outfit and large sunglasses on.
“Ready?”
“Nope.”
“Good, then let’s get going.”
The autumn sun in Vegas was still hot and it felt so good to have the sun on my skin, I missed it. I didn’t like the cold winters back in New York, but I loved the winter sun. The sunshine always made things better. Whether it would make this situation any better, we will find out soon, but normally, the sun does indeed make everything better.
The strip was busy, too busy for eleven a.m.
“How’s the hangover?” Sage knocks into me and I let out what sounds like a growl. “That good aye?” I look over at her, narrowing my gaze on her but she wouldn’t know that because I am hid behind my glasses.
“Sage what am I going to do?” I say quietly as we round a corner and down an alley where some shops are located.
“You’re going to boss it. Of course, you are.” She links her arms through mine, and I have never been more grateful than I am now to have someone by my side like Sage. What am I going to do when she moves back home? Fear claws my throat.
“Sage, I’m scared,” I stop in my tracks and turn to face her, and I hadn’t even realized a tear escaped, running down my cheek as I palm it away.
“Of course, you are, I would be worried if you wasn’t.” I nod, dropping my head for a moment. “How do you think Keaton will take it, hypothetically speaking…” she pauses.
“It’s not just Keaton I have to worry about…” I focus on my chunky loafers, my bare legs out.
“Another man?”
“A one-night thing.”
“Work?” her brows raise high enough to lift over the thick rims of her black sunglasses.
“I do cam girl work… well, did. One of my clients paid for a private room a few weeks back… I hadn’t ever done anything like that before. He took my…”
I can’t even bring myself to say the words when I feel my shoulders sag and a choked sob vibrates through my chest, my lungs burning and my eyes leaking with salty tears.
“Oh, my sweet girl,” Sage breathes, pulling me into her arms and folding me into an embrace as I cry into her chest. “It’ll be okay.” Her hand is stroking though my hair as she lets me cry and soak her black peter pan collared dress.