Chapter 322: Keep Me In The Loop

It was inevitable we ended up downstairs in my apartment, Crew with a beer in one hand, me pondering the uncomfortable quiet that he settled in when I told him about Mila's snooping. He examined the note before sighing and setting it aside.

"I'm going to have to talk to her," he said.

I nodded. "I know." Why did I feel protective of her, anyway? She'd stalked Willow mercilessly, though I'd felt sorry for Mila since we'd met and despite her following the star around, she'd never done any actual harm. But she could hurt my business with her illegal activity. I really needed to go upstairs and kick her out right now. That's why my feet felt glued to the floor.

Crew took a long drink before setting down his bottle with a soft glass on tile thud, staring at the rim with those serious blue eyes, bangs growing out just enough I felt the itch to just reach out and push his hair back so I had an excuse to touch him. Fee. Focus.