25
Grant
“Hey son.”
The world stood still. I forgot about the motorcycle accident, the feel of making love to Ari, the desire to avoid the conversation about what had happened. I forgot everything. The only thing in that moment was the sound of my old man’s voice on the phone.
“How the f**k did you get this number?” I demanded.
“Grant, I’ve been trying to reach you.”
I lost it.
“Don’t f*****g say my name!”
I stood up off the bed and paced my room. All I wanted to do was slam my fist into the wall, but I was already too banged up as it was. Plus, I didn’t want to scare Ari.
“Grant,” she whispered, looking at me fearfully.
I held up my hand and shook my head. This could not be happening right now.
“Just give me a minute to explain,” my dad said. “I’ve been trying to reach out to y
