CHAPTER FOURTEEN
ROWAN
I look down at my phone, turn it off, then turn it back on to make sure it’s still working. After I go into my messages, I see the last one Diesel sent, which was yesterday morning. Since then, he’s been eerily quiet and not responded to anything I’ve texted. They’ve all gone unanswered. Every. Single. One.
Alarm bells go off in my head, and I can’t help but feel doubt creep in. My heart tells me something’s wrong, but I tell myself he’s probably just busy on a job. There are times when he doesn’t have his cell phone on him, so I try not to overreact, especially after the amazing weekend we just had, but my thirteen-year-old insecurities are resurfacing after not hearing from him. He already thinks I’m a crazy ex-girlfriend, considering what I did to Nick’s Corvet
