Down 'n' Derby
“ I laid in bed during the early hours of the morning, reading Pride and Prejudice—again. I hadn’t heard from Mad or Nixon in three days. It worried me. They never called to tell me how the Omaha search panned out. I wanted to text Nixon but was afraid it would tip off Maddox. And this waiting until marriage thing was starting to suck—hard.
Every day now, not only did I have to control myself but I now had to stop Falcon from seeing the tattoo on my rib cage which meant restricted hand roaming. He didn’t say anything about it and never would but I could tell he was as irked as I was. Last night he stayed at his apartment which was the first time in months. I tried not to take it personally. Everyone needs their space sometimes. But I knew it was more than that. I had been distant lately, constant worry reeling through my head and he knew it. There was an invisible but very real wall between us but I needed to stay here on my si...de of the wall until I found out where Mad’s father was. And that was the plan on my part. As soon as Nixon let me know Mad had for sure found his father, I would let Falcon and Owen know where he was. Because once he found him, he would need Falcon’s head and maybe Owen’s brawn to get him through it in one piece, whether he admitted it or not. My phone vibrated, alerting me to a text message.MoreLess
Every day now, not only did I have to control myself but I now had to stop Falcon from seeing the tattoo on my rib cage which meant restricted hand roaming. He didn’t say anything about it and never would but I could tell he was as irked as I was. Last night he stayed at his apartment which was the first time in months. I tried not to take it personally. Everyone needs their space sometimes. But I knew it was more than that. I had been distant lately, constant worry reeling through my head and he knew it. There was an invisible but very real wall between us but I needed to stay here on my si...de of the wall until I found out where Mad’s father was. And that was the plan on my part. As soon as Nixon let me know Mad had for sure found his father, I would let Falcon and Owen know where he was. Because once he found him, he would need Falcon’s head and maybe Owen’s brawn to get him through it in one piece, whether he admitted it or not. My phone vibrated, alerting me to a text message.MoreLess
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