My lips turn down. “I don’t know about that.”
She reaches for my hand and squeezes it. “Well, I do.”
Mia stares into my eyes. “You’re just the distraction I need…”
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
VIOLA
PRESENT DAY
MiafuckingMontgomery.
What the hell was Travis doing with her? Why the hell were theytogether? And why was she naked?
All questions I probably won’t get answers to, at least for a while. I want to trust Travis. I want to believe nothing happened between him and Mia, but the circumstances aren’t looking good right now.
Courtney offers to drive me once she sees how badly my knees are shaking. I call Drew as we walk to the Jeep to find out which hospital they were sent to.
“Placerville?” I gasp. “Why the hell did they transfer them up there?”
“Closest hospital to the scene of the accident,” he informs me. He’s already up there, in full cop mode, but they haven’t allowed him to see them yet.
“What was he doing up there?”And with her?
“I don’t know, Vi. You know everything I do.” I hear the concern in his voice and try to stay calm for both of our sakes.
“Okay, sorry. I’m just worried is all.”
Courtney gives me a look, knowing I’m full of shit. As we climb into the Jeep, she quietly suggests I just tell Drew and get it over with, but until there’s something to tell, I’m keeping my lips sealed. If he was hanging out with Mia and something happened between the two of them, there’d be no secret to keep. There’d be nous. But I have to try to give him the benefit of the doubt before jumping to conclusions, regardless of how easy that is.
I can’t deny how the thought of it makes my throat dry. I’m not naïve enough to think that sleeping with Travis changes things. It doesn’t change who he is or who I am. In fact, until I know what happened between us this past week meant something, and where we stand, it may be better to pretend it never happened. But even I know that’s easier said than done.
I’m losing myself in my thoughts when I hear Drew yelling my name through the phone. “Viola!”
“Sorry, I’m here.”
“You don’t have to come up here, you know? I can keep you updated on Mia.”
I roll my eyes. “What about Travis?”
“I figured you probably didn’t care.”
“Drew!” I scold. “I’m not a robot. Of course I care.”
“Well, you two are at each other’s throats most days.”
“That doesn’t mean I want him to be hurt...or worse.” I rest my head against the headrest of the Jeep and inhale, trying to focus on the white line on the side of the road.Maybe I should just tell him...“Listen, Drew. There’s something—”
“Oh hey, the doctor is coming out. I’ll call you right back.” He hangs up before I can respond.
“Well, that has to be a sign,” I mutter to myself.
“What?” Courtney asks, driving onto the highway. It’s about an hour drive, which means my mind has fifty-nine minutes to overthink everything.
“I was going to tell him, and he cut me off as soon as he saw the doctor.”
“What exactly were you going to say?”