Chapter 16
Blake
I didn’t want to bother Wren. f**k knew what she dealt with from day to day. Twice during the week I’d texted to check in with her, and I’d gotten short answers letting me know her mother was still alive.
The guys at work avoided me, and even Reid couldn’t handle my miserable a*s for more than a few minutes at a time.
I’d never been so damn off my game, almost unhinged in how I pined for Wren.
But it was the desire to wrap her up in my arms in order to comfort not just find release.
My cell pinged, and I swiped it off my desk.
Micah: I’ve got a favor to ask.
He already still owed me for the two original favors for hanging with the Renshaws while they’d f****d. I’d sat in with them two weeks earlier and was surprised they hadn’t asked for me since.
Me: Renshaws?
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