Chapter Fifteen
“You’re seeing someone?” Bridgette asked, and I could hear the hitch in her voice. I didn’t look at her because I knew that she wouldn’t understand. That she wouldn’t want to hear it.
“Yeah, fuck.” My fingers brushed against the cracked screen and I already knew what I would find. I pulled out my phone, frowning at the plastic rectangle with its smashed up screen.
“Does she know about us?” Bridgette asked, and I shook my head. Tucking my phone back into my bag and slinging it over my shoulder as we walked to my bike.
“I’m hoping to never have to tell her about what we do.”
“Talon, that will only put her in danger.”
Grabbing the helmet off my bike, I looked at Bridgette. I knew what she was saying was the truth. Telling Nevie would put her in more danger. “I just ca
