Tease Me (Private Listing #4)

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I’m the asshole.

One last place to check.

The elevator to the apartment takes forever. I walk into the foyer and the apartment lights are all out, only the lowering sunlight from the windows spills into the space. Hurrying to Madison’s door, I knock and turn the knob. Nothing.

For a second, I’m completely dumbfounded that the door didn’t open and try the knob again. When I realize it’s locked, I try the number on the keypad and still nothing.

Fuck. She locked it and put in a new code. I knock, but still don’t get any response. Fuck.

“Madison?” I yell at the door. “Are you in there?”

I blow out a frustrated breath and take my phone out of my pocket. I just want to make sure she didn’t leave. That she’s safe. That she didn’t make herself a target because of me.

Me:

Are you okay?

This door hasn’t been locked the entire time she’s been with us. She doesn’t want to see me, but I need to know if she’s okay. I need to know she’s still here. After a minute with no reply, I open a text to Blake.

Me:

Robert still with you?

Blake:

I’m seeing him out right now. Problem?

My gaze lingers on the closed door.

Me:

Maybe.

Blake:

Where?

Me:

Apartment. Her door is locked.

He doesn’t respond, but I don’t expect him to. He knows what this means. I take in a breath and slide down the wall next to her door. I open a text to Noah.

Me:

Have you heard from her?

Noah:

Not yet.

My head hangs as I try to think how I’d feel if she didn’t trust me. The only time I gave her any doubt was when I kissed Elizabeth, and she was right to feel betrayed. I betrayed what we were growing, and she forgave me, but this…

Me:

Princess, please.

Me:


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