Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

“What does it represent?”

“Officially, it’s for my passion for racing, representing a road.”

“And unofficially?”

“A reminder to stay in line. Something to hold on to when my brain pushes me over the edge.”

Nothing shallow. Somehow, I knew he wouldn’t be the type.

I lift his hand and pepper kisses over the road, hoping to help him with his struggles.

He wraps his arms around me and places a kiss on the top of my head. The sweet, tender kiss caresses every frayed nerve, and my mind instantly calms. I fall asleep in his embrace, wishing to keep him just like this with everything in me.

A knock has me sitting up, rubbing at my eyes to clear the fog of sleep. Kaden’s voice seeps through. “Abi?”

Dane is in my bed, crossing his arms behind his neck and lifting a brow in challenge. It’s as if the entire armistice from last night flew out of the window with Kaden turning the handle.

“Just a minute,” I yell.

I keep looking from the bed to the door, not knowing what to do.

Dane hops off the bed, body taut as he pulls on his clothes.

“Are you all right?” Kaden asks.

“Yes, perfect. Give me a few.”

Dane stalks toward the window. From his walk alone, I can tell he’s not pleased. While I debate what to do, he yanks the window open, slides his feet over, and jumps. It happened so fast that I had no time to react, but his disappearance kicks me into action.

My room is on the first level but still high enough. Needing to know he’s okay, I rush to the window and see him landing on his feet in a crouching position. The relief washing over me is so sudden it dizzies me, but then I look around, terrified that someone might see him. The fear makes me paranoid even though I don’t see anyone.

I am with Kaden. No one would question my loyalty.

I change quickly into my uniform. With my phone in my hand, I walk out of my bedroom. I type and delete a message to Dane, not knowing what to say to make this situation better.

My friends are at the kitchen table. Blake’s eyes twinkle with mischief as he says, “Where is Dane?”

Bailey’s fork drops, and her eyes double in size. I open my mouth to answer when he says, “Heard you guys talking when I came over last night.”

With my appetite gone, Kaden points at my plate.

“I…”

“We have bigger problems than dealing with that as well. Your eating disorder is serious. And so are our lives, Abi. Lives you don’t seem to care much about.”

“Nothing would happen to you.”

“So you think it won’t affect me?”

Kaden grumbles expletive after expletive, and I say, “I want one damn good thing for me…”

I look straight at him, hoping he will understand.

“Dane must be really brave or stupid to come sneak in where your supposed boyfriend could pop up any moment.”

“I doubt he cares much about that,” Blake says.

I stand up, flipping Blake off.