Page 63 of Hurry Up And Wait
“That’s something you’re going to have to ask IKE about,” Red said, walking away from me.
I followed him further into the apartment, angry that I had to peel the answers out of him. “How the fuck does he even know IKE is involved?”
“Again—”
“Something I’m going to have to ask IKE,” I muttered.
He spun and grinned at me. “Now you’re catching on.”
“I shouldn’t be here,” I grumbled under my breath as I ran my fingers through my hair. Out of all the times for me to get involved with the senator, it had to be now when Isla needed me. Instead, she was stuck with IKE.
“Then go home,” Eli pushed.
“I can’t.”
“You can. Cash wouldn’t think less of you for going home when you’re needed.”
“No, but he also wouldn’t get the answers he needs. Do you really think I’d walk away when I could end this fucking thing for him? He’s been more family to me than my own has. I would never do that to him.”
Eli sighed. “Then you’re going to have to let IKE handle this. Cashalready has all the work being done to fix up the house. Security systems are being installed. He’s taking care of shit, okay?”
“Yeah, and in the meantime, her ex is free to do whatever the fuck he wants. He’s a fucking cop!”
“Which is why we need IKE on this,” Eli explained calmly. “He works outside the lines, which makes him perfect to handle this asshat. Let him handle Isla and we’ll take care of Cash’s shit.”
I nodded even though I didn’t like it. The sooner I got this over with, the sooner I could get back to Isla and help her through this.
“So, what’s our part in all this?” Eli asked.
“You’re security.”
“But…for you,” he said slowly.
I smirked. “Basically.”
He nodded, a smile peeking out. “I had no idea you were so delicate, but we’ll try our best to keep you safe.”
“Fuck off.”
“No, I’m sure this is one hundred percent necessary.”
“And what a thrill for us,” Red grinned. “It’s not every day you get to protect someone who protects others. It’s like you’re a celebrity.”
“He is,” Eli said seriously. “He’s the senator’s son.”
“You can fuck right off,” I snapped.
“Now, I don’t think that’s the way a senator’s son would talk,” Eli said, shoving past me. “You’re gonna have to clean it up if you want people to believe you’re all moral and shit.”
“What’s the news you couldn’t tell us over the phone?” Red asked.
I winced, rubbing the back of my neck. “I…uh…have a fiancée.”
They both stared at me, but it was Red who spoke up. “I don’t think Isla will be okay with you dating another woman.”
“I’m not,” I rolled my eyes. “It’s the senator’s doing.”
“And Isla?”