Brian shoved the last bit of clothing into his closet in the PRESIDENTIAL SUITE of the hotel we were staying in. Yeah, I had expected a small house by a beach again, but no, he chose a ginormous, five-star hotel for our vacation.
That was a great deal, but slipping back to the major problem at hand: Blade. His text had been bothering me ever since. He was clearly more dangerous than I had thought.
As I thought about him, my chest was starting to feel tight again. I wanted to pour out my feelings to someone, someone I could rely on, but neither Raina, nor my Mom, nor my brother could understand my situation. Only Brian could, but telling him about Blade meant telling him about the debt collectors, and I wasn't going to do such a thing.
"Lyric." I flinched at the sound of Brian's voice. W
