4
Savannah
Present
“Come on, Mars!” Derek yelled from the other side of the door.
I leaned back against the front door and squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t need this. I didn’t need Derek Ballentine in my life especially right after Gran’s funeral. I had hoped to be in Savannah and never, ever have to see him again. Ever. Not after all the s**t we had gone through together for years. I couldn’t lose Gran and deal with him at the same time.
“Open the door.”
I didn’t move.
Maddox peeked down at me from the stairs. “What’s going on?”
“It’s Derek,” I told him.
He grimaced. “Oh. Want me to tell him to leave?”
“Do you think that would work?”
Maddox shot me a disbelieving look. “I’d do it anyway.”
“No. It’s okay. It’s my own mess. I’ll clean it up.”
“Yell if you need me.”
I nodded at
