Page 29 of Broken Prince
“But, sadly, he’s your brother. And blood or not, it wouldn’t be a good idea. Too messy if something goes wrong,” Mom declares. And just like that, any hope I had that she might actually be okay with me dating one of them goes up in smoke. It’s the same reasoning we all have.
“Oh, don’t be a—” Auntie Eden is cut off when something crashes into the side of the Limo.
The limo jolts, screeching to a halt. We all scream as we get tossed around in the back.
Thankfully, no one is hurt, but my heart pounds in my chest as we all stare at each other with wide eyes. “Everyone okay?” Mom asks.
“Yeah,” I answer.
“Hit my head, but I’m fine,” Auntie Eden answers.
“What the fuck happened!” Auntie Sylvia shouts as she gets to her feet and sticks her head out of the top of the limo. “Holy shit. We’ve been hit.”
“Well, that's one way to end a party,” Auntie Eden grumbles.
“It was fun while it lasted,” Winter sighs.
“I hope the driver is okay.” Mom moves over to the divider and knocks on it. “Hey, you okay over there?”
It opens, and a man looks over his shoulder. “Sorry about that, Ma’am. A man ran a red light. But I’m fine. Is everyone back there okay?”
“We’re okay,” Mom answers.
“Police should be here soon. I will call for another limo to come pick you up.”
“No, that's okay. I’ll call my fiancé to come get us.”
We wait in the limo as Mom calls James. After a short conversation, she says he’s coming to grab her and my aunties while Elijah and Logan are coming to get Winter and me.
We end up talking to the police before they get here, but it’s short-lived because we were in the back and didn’t see anything, so we are free to go when our rides arrive.
“Melissa.” James gets out of his car, not bothering to close his door, before rushing over to my mom. “Are you okay?” His face is pained with a mix of worry as he checks her over.
“I’m fine. Just a little shaken up.”
“We should go get you checked out to be sure.” He looks up. “All of you.”
“We’re fine,” Mom insists. “Just a little drunk and tired,” she giggles.
James’ face softens as she chuckles. “Alright then. Let’s get you ladies home.”
Just as he says that another car pulls up. This time, it’s Logan who gets out of the driver's seat and Elijah out of the passenger.
They run over to us, both of their faces masked with worry as they head for Winter.
Biting my lip, I wrap my arms around myself. Am I going to cry? All because they care how Winter is?
Only Logan isn’t headed for Winter. He stops right in front of me. “Delaney.” He takes my face into his hands, eyes frantically looking me over. “Are you okay?”
My heart bursts into a million pieces and puts itself back together again. He cares about me. He’s worried about me. I shouldn’t like it this much, but I do.
“I’m fine.” I wobble a little bit, reminding myself just how much I had to drink. “A little drunk, but fine.”
He frowns and looks over to Elijah. He’s got Winter tucked into his arms, but the look on his face says he’s worried for me, too. “You okay?”
I nod, giving him a small smile.
“Let’s get you two home.”